Sunday, September 3, 2017

My connection

There was a time he was lonely, and his  days went by with him only. He hoped to find her one-day, years went by and he gave up his chase. Till he saw her beautiful face, her smile could chase away his pain. Her black eyes turn brown just by the sound of his name. Like glitter of the stars her eyes light up with his thoughts. He could read her soul and stay entwined with her care. He loved the way she did her hair. He'd stare at her quietly and he loved the way she looked from the corner of her eyes. She has her secrets which she tries to hide. He has her heart and remains her guide. She's his refuge and he's her pride. This is a tale of how two broken souls survived. She holds his hand tight and feels his fingers on her cheek on the right. She melted the day he kissed her forehead to tell her goodnight. The rain pours down and yet held on tight. She knows what her heart desires and what she craves while they fight. He tries to prove why he's there and she shows him value and care. He asks for her heart and takes her soul. She gives herself to him freely for those shackles can't withhold.  He will never find another who makes him feel this tale to tell. Two broken souls who knew eachother so well.

Written and composed by
Timothy Justin Rudolph Rodricks