Monday, December 19, 2011

Imagination



In every rose that blooms,
i feel d softness of ur lips;
our eyes was closed,
and d kiss was so deep...




I remember those days,
when we walked hand in hand.
drenched in rainwater...
and feet dipped in wet sand.

2 comments:

Aditi Ruparel said...

Good one bro :)

Can't see smriti s feedback on such a romantic thought :p

Unknown said...

So romantic da

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