You

You ode

Photo by Tim Geers

When the roses were dead,night was stormy.
Sky was dusky, weather was smoky.
Eyes were wet,
It was you who light up my world even in the dark.

Those broken leaves, barely alive
In the old graveyard, ask you to come
To touch them, to give your vibe
Like you came and touched my soul
When I was dead and you made me alive.

Keeping some words unsaid
You turned those black roses into red
When I was dead.
My cheeks smiled, though eyes were closed.
You took me in your arms
Hold me tight and walked
Thousands of miles
When I was lifeless
I was smiling and you were crying
When the night was full of sparkling stars.
Carrying me , shouting against the world
Because It was you who light up my world even in the dark.

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