Perhaps
I met you in a spring time day
On the day, flowers bloom at the yard
And butterflies scattered
Beauty above the sky.
Perhaps, like my heart that dances
On the ringing sound of air,
You walk into this feeling
My heart is wondering,
What is it that I feel?
Perhaps, love maybe it was
I can’t help myself,
I fall in love with you.
And on the day you have talked to me
You look at me and smile,
My heart unfroze,
as soften under the sun.
Is it the way you make me feel?
That my heart can’t hold it back.
Perhaps, madness that you can’t be mine
Even if the world will turn
And the pages of our lives
Have turned into pieces
Perhaps, we can start something new.
To write a new chapter of our lives.
And though I moved my world
To be with you, still you are too far
I try to tell you, this feeling of mine
This feeling I kept to myself,
I have a plenty conversation in the heart.
To visualize the pieces of the dream.
Maybe, then I can hear you
Softly speaking to my heart
Perhaps, tomorrow I pretend too
That sometimes you had loved me too
And these pieces of dreams
Would join in my magic wonderland.
Written by : Cheryl Aldea
Any poem goes Contest ( Destroyer ~ Poet )
Copyright © Cheryl Aldea | Year Posted 2012
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