Playing with fire

Don’t touch it Secrets, I tell myself. But it’s so warm on my hands. You’ll get burnt if you don’t take care. But it’s so pretty and mesmerising. The fire doesn’t care, it’ll burn you up. Just one more time. Last time I promise. I’ll hold you to that my dear. I know what I’mContinueContinue reading “Playing with fire”

To read you

Wait, what?At first I wasn’t quite sureBut I learnt to read youTo understand the hidden meanings Behind your metaphors and mythical references. At first they confused and baffled me For I stood on unfamiliar ground. I investigated your words And what they could possibly mean. I worried that I wouldn’t be able To decipher anyContinueContinue reading “To read you”

Word dancer

Photo by Fabrício  Lira on Pexels.com You entrance me with your euphonious expressions and fluid transitions. The way you twirl your phrases across the page has me gasping in awe. Both your elegant movements and sharp turns have me completely mesmerised. Every time you place your final step I jump to my feet in standingContinueContinue reading “Word dancer”