My Serendipity

In my head you're totally gone
I live my life like a black swan
Decade passed  by
Still you're like disappearing pie..

Lucky enough to hear from you again
Hearing,telling stories like grain
I can feel something within
which very hard to explain.

My bags are packed
Unexplainable feeling attacked
I pray  and ask to the heaven above
Here we go,I'm ready to see you.

I look at you and you look at me
I smile at you to control my shaking knee
And that's when I realize
The best  thing in life are free.

When you laugh,and you grin,
When you hold me near
I let go off my worries
And all my fears.

We dance under the moonlight
As if we own the night
My heart begin  to dance
There's nothing like romance

Watch on my wrist remind me to go
Smiling and crying I stop to do
So kiss me now,mean it like I do
So I know you love me,Like I Do.

The way we miss each other
How we will try to cope,
But all we have to do
Is to wait by  the phone.

I promise not  to command you
But look what I did to you.
We hurt each other you know,
I wish,I wish we could make it up to.

The way you look at me
The sparkle in your eyes
It's truly beautiful and amazing..
How the time we spend together flies.

I just had one dream.
To see a rainbow once again..
It must be a new hope..
Serendipity and my forever.

P.S.
I dedicated this poem to the one who owns my heart within.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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July 11, 2022 at 12:56 AM
Nice :) You really should write more poetry from your heart - it’s a wonderful outlet.
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March 5, 2016 at 11:48 AM
thank you for sharing, personal, nice one. good luck!
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