Aphrodite

Aphrodite

A Poem by Wanderer

I was standing by the corridor

Waiting anxiously looking at the main door

I was waiting for the girl with dimple cheeks

Beautiful hairs, eyes to die for

 

Sometimes I ask myself

Is she real or just my illusion

Wonder how someone can be so beautiful

Reflection of or Aphrodite herself?

 

I want to feel her breath

Want to express my love to her

Hold her hands

And get drown in her eyes

 

© 2019 Wanderer


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Added on August 17, 2019
Last Updated on August 17, 2019

Author

Wanderer
Wanderer

Vadodara, Gujarat, India



Writing
Caged Caged

A Poem by Wanderer