In memories of love I wrote then,
In pleasures of love I write again.
Wings which were long dead ;
Have taken life to fly - to fly again !
To such heights I flew again,
Which only the power of love doth show.
Charming,enchanting,awesome and beautiful-
All words come to life again.
She was there,She was there,
She was all I could see.
The dimple on her cheeks when she smiles,
The sparkle in her eyes when we meet.
Every wave carries a new song,
Every moment takes my breath away.
I shall live,I shall live,
To that moment, till then -
HER HEART BEATS NEXT TO MINE.
08/04/2009
02:41 Hrs
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