Fresh Air

Another starry night, and I couldn’t but wonder, The pieces of my heart, they were left asunder. Shattered to a million tiny pieces; broken.. Until she came along, my pretty one. She breached my boundaries of conscious solitude A ray of light she was, in the darkness that was my mood She sparked a fire in my heart and made me new; She was on the tender leaves, the morning dew....

February 21, 2017 · 1 min · 71 words · Zoheb Rahiman