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To speak from inside
Contributed by
girish
on
Sunday, 7th August 2005 @ 08:13:01 AM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Do the pearls represent your eyes?
Does the sweetness come from your smiles?
Makes my mind to show all its fragiles
That became thoughtless the moment I met you
Submission was the reaction with no time due
What did you really learn with those eyes?
How did your observation become that wise?
Wish to wear and adorn with those flowers
That remain soaked in pure milk for hours
The angel whose eyes look like pearls
Breeze, gentle and slow that blow on you
To wet your feet sea waves come in queue
Mind was thoughtless the moment I met you
That much was my joy and the eagerness
That I wanted a dinner with all quickness
You mingle your desire with acceptance
Wish to lay on my laps and roll in trance
When submission came from me in romance
With love your hands became the garland
And the festive begins with décors and band
Copyright ©
girish
... [
2005-08-07 08:13:01] (Date/Time posted on
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