💗Longing
Unspoken
Nanda Regine
His words were at the tip of his tongueStumbling and tripping every time they tried to departureHis feelings were causing chaos every time that she smiled at himThen his heart came running into her hands, she capturedBut... He just could not say itHis pride caged in those three words he was feelingBut... His eyes were enoughThey screamed those three words like a roar of a volcanoHoping to burn her with the heat of its passionBut... She remained cluelessLike a dormant seed that is oblivious to its capabilities...Her capability to love him
— Nanda Regine
From “Inside Her Roses”