Steal that Moment and Make you Mine…

What should I do…

To make you think of me…

I think of you all the time..

Wonder if you think of me…

I don’t want no binder,

I don’t want any vow,

All I wish for is absence…

Absence of silence and pretence…

Tell me that you love me…

Tell me that you crave….

Instead of burying in grave,

Your feelings you enchain…

I wonder if I should break me…

Should I just shake me…

How can I jolt back to reality…

And bear in mind that you won’t take me….

I plot in my mind..

How can I find…

A place where I can conceal you…

Where no one from me can steal you…

The world where you will be mine…

Not with anyone I need to intertwine…

Where I will be your drug and I will be your greed …

No one else I will even share your heed…

It will be me who will fulfill your every need…

Many such moments approach and pass by….

I voyage to a world far beyond so High….

I make a wish and strike a deal….

With time to let me reveal…

All I live for are those moments…

The moments which I steal and make you mine….

Naz……