Our Story

Oh the dream

An imagination 

A Library full of books

New and old

Clean and dusty

All I want is 

To pick 

A dusty wornout book

And wipe it clean

With soft hands

An age old story

Of love and care

And I imagine

To read it aloud

Tender words

Heartfelt emotions

Teary pages

Piercing lines

And you listen

With eyes closed

Head on my shoulder

Your scent around me

And thats the way

I want

Our story to end 

© Waqas Gul