Have you ever thought about,
The intimacy of being understood,
Even through the eyes,
Or sometimes maybe through silence.
Do you know the warmth it brings,
To feel the depths of my soul,
Not just the surface that clings,
But the whispers that make me whole.
I search for a gentle gaze,
That sees beyond the facade,
A quiet comfort that amazes,
And in stillness, my heart's displayed.
In your eyes, I yearn to see,
A glimmer of understanding me,
A connection that sets me free,
From the echoes of my own melody.
But like a mirage, it vanishes,
Leaving me with empty spaces,
A longing heart, and hollow wishes,
For the solace of shared embraces.
Oh, how I crave to be grasped,
To be held in the warmth of your grasp,
To feel the softness of your clasp,
And in your silence, find my peace at last.
~Aparnah
The intimacy of being understood,
Even through the eyes,
Or sometimes maybe through silence.
Do you know the warmth it brings,
To feel the depths of my soul,
Not just the surface that clings,
But the whispers that make me whole.
I search for a gentle gaze,
That sees beyond the facade,
A quiet comfort that amazes,
And in stillness, my heart's displayed.
In your eyes, I yearn to see,
A glimmer of understanding me,
A connection that sets me free,
From the echoes of my own melody.
But like a mirage, it vanishes,
Leaving me with empty spaces,
A longing heart, and hollow wishes,
For the solace of shared embraces.
Oh, how I crave to be grasped,
To be held in the warmth of your grasp,
To feel the softness of your clasp,
And in your silence, find my peace at last.
~Aparnah