mya

Apricity

maybe all i need is not gifts or money,
but someone i can trust enough to hold me—
kiss me softly on my tear-stained cheek, 
leaving nothing but marks of glee.

all i need are some words put together
in a sentence so comforting like apricity,
flowing to my ear, a tune i will sing forever
and in it\'s notes, rests our love\'s abditory.

all i need is the warmth of the sun\'s rays,
on a winter\'s lonely, stormy night—
enlightnening me, it\'s going to be okay,
protecting me, with all its might.