There are days when I think of him and when I think of him I am smiling
mildly, playing with my own soul or there are tickles under the feet as if
somebody is romancing with the feather.
These feelings got words which came in a flow when i was lying in my bed and falling in love with the night lamp as it created a beautiful dance of light and shadow in the room.
I said to myself , "I don't know what will I say when you will hold my breath and my eyes
will close just to know you more ...just to find you even closer .... perhaps
it will rain ... drenching us in love ... I will cry so deep to know my
happiness ... I will fall in your arms to know my strength .... eyes will open
and you won't be gone ... it’s the joy ..to be found and I won't be lost again
..."
I feel like I am holding a dandelion sometimes, each floret carrying a thought with a different symphony ,steering with the breeze as it enchants it
with its inconspicuous presence.
nice.. :)
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