Monday, June 10, 2013
The way he looks when...
14/6 - Just realised how this might be interpreted. It's not what you may think it means, but I wrote in this way to not say what I mean.
The way he looks when...
The calm
The crease of inquisition
Etching trenches on his forehead
The quite murmurs
The soft exhales
Silence but a breath catching
The way he looks when...
Makes me wonder if in
That place only he knows
If he knows
That he fills
the spaces between
Heartbeats
If he knows that
Sometimes I find solace
Staring into the Fire
To melt the coldness I fear
Are building fortresses
around my heart
The way he looks when...
He may not know, but I do
This moment that is mine
I use to memorise
the character of his face
(c) Hazlin Aminudin, 2013
- Tags fire, love, poetry, words
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