Its All About You..

I lie here on my bed,
Covered in quilt in this shivering winter.
Where I see the dew condensing on the windowsill. 
The city lights, red, blue, yellow, glistening through the horizon.
But yet, the beauty was diminishing,
As I was made beautiful by the paints of his heart.

The slender caress that went by my face, the stroke of breeze.
The tender softness that my cheeks could feel, when he said, "Smile for me please!"
I remember how I used to be.
Careless, ruthless, incomplete my heart could see.
But came you,
The silent whisper in my ears,
The storm that I would get carried away with.
The cafune, my hair would die to feel.
The lingering that my skin would crave.

My life was an incomplete poetry,
The song unsung.
The loosened knot in a rope.
The unraveled gap in the rocks.

But came you,
The one who knew how to fuck reality,
And paint the life with colors of imagination.
The brush being your lips,
And the canvas being my disarrayed life.
To the love,
To the life,
A million cheers.