Warmth

I wrote this when I was in first year college, while we were waiting for our teacher. It was an impossibly cold day, but my seatmate's presence didn't make me feel so cold.

We humans will always look for some form of warmth from another human.

                                Some find it in the company of friends

                                Some in their families

                                Some in the warmth of man or woman’s skin

                                Some under the bright lights in front of a sea of faces

                Just sitting alone

                In a room of pretense and blank smiles

                The warmth you get

                Comes from solitude

                Who wants to be alone

                No one, of course

But on the ever tense seats

Your silence

Besides my own

It soothes me

In your eyes

It soothes me

Two people

With one thing common

Still waters

Quiet winds blowing

You watching

My every move

A shadow of a smile

Playing on your lips

Me seeing

Through hidden eyes

The world you live in

Grateful

For you

For your eyes

For your warmth

 

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A shadow of a smile playing on your lips.
A nice write.

[Gee Bee]

thank you :)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome.

[I am renee]

i love it, it was marvalous

[Gee Bee]

thank you :)

[I am renee]

ur very welcome

[Rorenzu]

a warming piece.

[Gee Bee]

thank you very much :)