Touch Of Dark
Touch Of Dark
The sky was soft grey, with a touch of black.
There was wildness mixed with a tender touch of black,
Something in them mesmerizing that the brightest light,
Maybe the moist touch of a breeze or if I am wrong!
Maybe the diligent cloud or the roaring sky. What if I am wrong?
Maybe there was something in her with a touch of dark, that pulled her towards the pitch dark sky!