the sun owes none
no promises made
only a bright light
that pulls me to him
i get too close
and my flesh burns
my heart shrinks
from his cruel heat
so bright
i try to hold it close
the stench of smoke
of a burning past
no promises made
and fewer kept
yet i lie awake and wait for you
one day you'll see my fire small
that burns one way, all day
and only for you...
-Reena
sometime in 2011
Don't know where this comes from but it writes itself...some days! A song (ab to hai tumse har khushi apni...) about being in love with a famous yet angry man, some lyrics, a book, a story, a reverie anything can set off these words that must find a way...
