Somewhere between the moon and you,
I fought the chill of the cold hard truth.
I began to let my fire burn,
While you couldn’t wait for your turn.
I, then became the sea,
you, a drop’s philosophy.
Your voice so tender,
I begin to surrender.
I dance in the midst of this fight,
You are forced to behold my worsening plight.
As the veils fall one by one,
a hundred hidden secrets dwindle to none.
Thoughts become things. 
That’s lovely…and thanks for the follow…I returned you kind favor! 🙂
Thank you so much! That means a lot. 🙂
I love this turn of phrase – you a drop’s philosophy – you poets have all the fun with langauge! I get jealous sometimes.
Haha Thank you! 🙂
this is incredibly romantic.
thank you for following Eddie Two Hawks.
I look forward to reading more from you.
Thank you! Love your blog. So simple yet so deep. 🙂
Areesha, you are simply ‘WOW’ Highly impressed! (:
Gorgeous poem! There is such vulnerability in a budding romance.
Thank you! ♥
“I, then became the sea,
you, a drop’s philosophy” — then there are those lines of those poems that just makes your heart melt like a candle smitten by a moth — gently making the moth besotted by the flame’s warmth — merging both as one.
The simplicity and honesty of your poem profoundly touched the heart.
Thank you!
That’s the most beautiful comment I’ve ever received. Thank you so much! ♥