Fly-By-Night
Reveries, I fly-by-nights
Whilst I wander deep inside
Through the narrow street-side
Lit by the soft lane lights
One by one, I search for the door
The door of my dearest savior
Bright and merry with dewdrops
That heal, one kiss a merrier
Deep inside the concourse
I long for you, my scarlet rose
Your hazel eyes, and
Your voice of cello prose
Whilst I wander the deep night
I hear your heels stroke the ground
Restless behind the door hide
Noha! My lips call as I spin around
I see a beauty, a blossom in May
You curl your lips as if to say
The same words that repeat in times
And I can still hear your rhymes
I can feel you, see you,
But how can I hold you
My reverie will fail once more
Once I reach your jarred door
Before the daylight breaks
Before I wake alone in this place
Tell me, tell me once thing only
Tell me; cure my heart the lonely
As you close your eyes
And your reveries fly-by-night
Is it my door you come by?
Is it my heartbeat you rhyme?
For I love you,
My love is for you only
| Notes
A poem written for someone who is going to give it to a girl he likes.
hm...I don't usually write this sort of love poems, especially for someone I have no affection for.
it was an experience.
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