Window panes wet with the rain
Is it you, my breeze?
My life's most loved refrain...
I am still the vulnerable me you once knew
Vulnerable at my weakest points, only for you.
Open are my doors, wide open the windows
The rain lashing hard at my face
Strong breeze, blow me away from myself
You are the rhythm of my life's pace
Do you remember the vulnerable me you once knew?
Vulnerable still, at my weakest points, only for you.
Left my home behind to fly out with you
Drenched in your rain, to dwell within you
Strong wind, you have weakened my inner depths
For long, my heart, has inside me wept...
Do you still love the vulnerable me you once knew?
Vulnerable always, at my weakest points, only for you.
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One of my recent poems: Comments Needed :)
Vulnerable Only For You
A knock at my door, rattling windows
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