Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Sunrise...

A sunrise in your arms,
and breeze from the silent farms,
A sunset with a warm kiss,
and those lovely mid-night charms.




A touch thats so pure,
that stirs me throughout for sure,
Then my desires take over me,
And those eyes are the only cure.

No matter how much you frown,
And get angry when i am around,
A tiny little tear and a cute naughty smile,
is what is going to cool you down.

For you i will smile, For you will i cry,
Walk Besides you silently and never ask why,
Ever will you fall, i will be there to hold you,
And Will remind you of the earth, while you touch the sky.

No big promises And no all-perfect picture shown.
Just a simple warm hug when you get back home,
A touch of belongingness and a word of care.
Just to tell you that, Now "you" are not "you" its "us" everywhere.







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  2. nice 1 D.U.. the fist prose says smthng about lovely midnight charms,,,,, wld u mind elaborating :) ;)

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