Friday, 21 March 2014

You

That freshness of a dew,
The smile of a twinkle,
Ever make me someone new,
All of it because of you.

The time you talk,
I look around you,
And wished I could stalk,
For nothing more than a walk.

You mesmerise every moment,
You make my heart and soul driven
Waiting for your sight again,
Every thing I have, is to you given.

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