pouring my heart out,
i'm building a bridge
of similes and metaphors.
moon is enlightening the
path i made,raining stars
over the words i plumped for.
shooting stars are fireworks,
embellishing the space with
wishes i scribbled softly
over the falling eyelashes.
imperishable loops of your memories:
rolling eyes and grinning endlessly,
affixing each verse gracefully,just like
strings knitted in a sweater.
darling! i'm adding and adding more
words to cover the stretch between us.
hoping this bridge will lead me
into your heart.