The Moon in my Room The DJ was spinning, a fever in the air Youngsters were singing, without a single care Men were drinking whiskey, bold and blind Girls were shaking their legs, leaving thoughts behind It was a perfect Saturday night, wild and bright For every party lover chasing neon light As the tracks kept changing, smooth and slow Pretty women walked in, putting on a show Men stood waiting, like hunters in the wild Hoping to pick the woman of their choice, beguiled The DJ cranked the volume, and the speakers came alive Drinks kept flowing, taking fingers for a dive Young lovers pressed closer, bodies warm and tight Getting ready to fill the dance floor through the night But I was the mute spectator, a ghost inside the glow With a glass of cheap beer, watching the chaos grow The night was catching up; hearts were warming slow Then I saw her walk in — and I forgot everything I know A young lady walked in, like a...
She Conveys Her eyes convey More than her words Her eyes are a visual vocabulary Her presence is a present More than a gift Her presence is the absence of loneliness Her silence conveys More than peace Her silence is solace Her smile conveys More than acceptance Her smile is a symbol of readiness Her touch is soft Softer than soft Her touch is a symbol of care Her hug is tight Tighter than a bear’s Her hug is an expression of deep love Her kiss is intoxicating More intoxicating than the best wine Her kiss is a divine journey Her words are inspiring More inspiring than the best motivators Her words are words of hope Her smile is poetic More poetic than the best poem Her poem is a lullaby worth listening to She is more than my lover She is my heart Living in me forever My better half Without whom my life would be bitterer than bit...