But sometimes,
a gentle warm touch unveils me,
I blink my eyes,
none,
but you are beside me !
Your coming costs my convivial nights
but, know,
it is that joy
I dream and wait long.
* * *
I gaze at the rays
rather your transparent eyes,
with your exquisite sensibility
you set on ablaze,
the inflammable memory at the core of your heart
is
perpetual !!
* * *
I blush for helpless I am,
so inconsiderable become my words
adore you still with 'sans-heart;
nothing can I give you -
but the figments of this blankness
is
yours !!!
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it seems as if u r talking wid d sun....n very nicely described about it's feature....an impression arising in mind as if we r standing infront of the sun n sharing some of our feelings wid him...n d eyes r also feeling bit juggled...bcoz of d impact of some words used their in like inflammable,rays,ablaze etc....!!
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