• jazzysamy 45w

    I can't decipher whether to express or hide,
    When you touch my hand, the blush on my cheeks, i can't fight.

    If ever you come to know what you ignite,
    A feeling that burns my soul and heart inside.

    The facade i am keeping since i am alive,
    Frightens me to think that you will break it aside.

    It pains me to get, when you are not there to guide,
    Through the brightest of morinings and the darkest of midnights....!