Tuesday, August 6, 2013

With this drizzle, me breathes Your fragrant heart...

With this drizzle
Falling  as if slow like felt
And not seen ,
so fine
Like aqua needles...
on skin mine,
So fine
Like dreams of music shivering,
This late rainy cool evening,
me smells your fragrant heart
As She in you
Casts a layer
Shadowy,
Like through window
Lights of the late evening coming in...

As if on me they together create a happy scene,
Of being united,
Harmonised
With Nature-
As good as You,
Performing
A musical,
After journeys made
To real long walks
To where time prays for the clock to stop...
me smells your fragrant heart.

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