soft touch
ruffling hair
drawing patters
on bare skin
.
like a
gentle breeze
sliding thru
gaps
.
in the
rolling mist
which
.
wraps
random thoughts
hides
wild stirrings
buries
them deep and safe
.
away from
the searching touch
of the
wandering breeze
.
10 comments:
Sweet...
pure...
a change from the dark ones...
i wonder if the change is refreshing though...!!!
impressive stuff! keep it up
now that there is how romance shud be, not a couple of people on a sinking boat
Preeti: I understand what you mean :))
J: thanks for dropping in
ra: you wd be meaning Titanic? :)
such simple lines..bt they convey so much..fab!
Purely the case of Head ruling the Heart! ;-)
Am so glad i landed here!!!
trinaa: thank you!
M: familiar feeling for you? :)))
HDWK: thanks for dropping in
Familiar feeling for me?!
One need not experience in order to know. One just knows! I know that the fire is hot and the water wet! And the snow cold! Need I go on?! Perhaps this is not case with you? You need to experience it?!;-)
M: we are so different...yes i need to experience it...feel the wetness and soak in it, smell the burnt flesh, feel the snowflakes brushing my face with cold fingers and make my own little snow man with frozen fingers....to me that is life :)))
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