At the Top of The Stairs

At the top of the stairs
watching your hair
in the cold night breeze
as it moves through
the air with ease.

A step below you
with my hands behind me
feelings of every hue
and the fear
of you not being here.

Completly powerless
I surrender
If there was just one thing
I wish to say
please don't push me away.

Reviews

[Lily Mae]

This is a beautiful write Seb.. It shows the love, want and need for her to stay.. I have always like this one:) x