Tuesday, August 21, 2012

morning walk

whiff of your smell trapped
in dew drops of thoughts
swirls around in the morning mist
soft sound of your words
seep out of greenyellowbrown leaves
as they crunch under my feet
tender touch of your fingertips
come riding the breeze
caressing my face
heaviness of your heart
scooped up by monsoon clouds
make the air moist as they drift by
fireflies hiding in your eyes
light up the sky slowly
as the sun rise to a new morning