Picture Cloud

Faint pixels till pictures were made
Memories do live till they fade
From tipsy words comes hidden facts
Done with games, no more to act;
Price of not knowing to love, I already paid

In my dream, all you do is stalk,
Screaming ‘yearn big or learn to walk’,
A scary monster hunting sights,
Erotic moaning causing frights.
Door to my heart is open, but you’re yet to knock.

In my feelings, you’ve gone awol,
Built between us a German wall,
Love stories with me hasn’t been fair,
You still seem the truth to my dare,
Till 2 thousand and forever, you have my all.

Tomide Abdul