Chanced to catch you
By the window of the morn
The sun all over your face kid...
Infused with absentminded feeds
Of last night's dream of yours
Of characters from your comic books...
Or perhaps you were still not out of sleep
For your eyes looked not restless...
You just sat lethargic on the bed
And savoured the first light of the day...
Chanced to catch you like a poem
Fresh...sweet...dropped from heaven...
So full of divine trance...
Catching photons as they danced...
Passing through the fog and mist
Caught you kid perfect...sunkissed...
By the window of the morn
Sitting and watching the world alone...
Saturday, February 2, 2013
The morn...the sun...and my heart...
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