winding whirlpools...
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
hanging on to that thin thread of sanity ...
i cling on for dear life...
coz i know i might just lose myself...
in those melting pools of love...
arms reach out in belonging...
eyes shy away demurely...
my lips quiver in anticipation;
as i tread never before grounds...
i love you with all my heart...
be there when i cut off that thin thread...
falling free in complete trust....
The world whispers in silence
As I take his hand in mine…
It’s a beautiful Monday evening
And the moon is shining bright.
I see a painted landscape
People missing ambiguously-
A reflection of our lives?
A mist surrounds us,
A comfort blanket protects us,
We are unsure of several things,
Besides the love we strongly feel.
As I take his hand in mine…
It’s a beautiful Monday evening
And the moon is shining bright.
I see a painted landscape
People missing ambiguously-
A reflection of our lives?
A mist surrounds us,
A comfort blanket protects us,
We are unsure of several things,
Besides the love we strongly feel.
