#review
#poem
#waiting

WaitWait

It was a winter then, when we spoke.. Words that were truth, pure as snow..
Spring is here now as I woke.. Silence amidst just like the wind it flows..

Time passes like a sand from hand... And it's been a desert long..
Days and nights and month ends.. Must've missed the few as I counted wrong..

But your presence is like that chill breeze..
That one could feel in the summer's eve..
Leave me calm and free and my heart's at ease..
And I'll live it again and this is what I believe..