SVR POETRY

before I sleep

or else I'll lose the reason to wake up

but her gentle touch will calm

the wild ocean in you.

It always rains here,

Sometimes the clouds break

and other times my heart.

and only you know how to turn it back

into the garden.

then burned the pages

and let the smokes carry

my words to you.

I'm a library

and you're written on every page

of every book I have.

One serves me wine

and the other drinks with me all night.

in this whole world than a girl

who writes about love,

meets a boy who'll write about her.

as if a promise is going to be made

between two souls.

love poems inside of each other without

using pen or paper.

a mountain's peak.

Either you can enjoy the view

or you can feel the fear of falling.

like some broken crayons

and some torn pages of poetry books,

Oh my god !

I've never seen someone

so beautiful before.

but she'll be an art soon

because every art looks like a mess

before It's done.

even in the crowd why I'm only seeing her ?

Other nights the moon shines little brighter

as if it has her soul.

please don't cry,

just write a poem

and bury me between the lines.

as if she has a kind of soul

that burns differently.