Jun 27, 2010


And here I run to meet you forever,

Tearing the shallows of the might,

Wearing my eyes on the knuckles,

I run to come and mingle with your armor and sight.

Lost was I, feeling terrible, as I hung to the wall of the patio,

The creeper as I was, made me flow,

With the wind and the sunny dignified glow,

I dreamt of meeting you at the end of the edifice,

Where life will get a stance,

The place where my heart will find,

The beauty of your trance.

I was plucked and pestered by many,

Garbled by the windy bluff,

But my hopes were uncanny,

As I moved towards you like a buff.

Here I am,

Kissing your body,

Feeling the caress that you have to offer me,

And the pertinacity no longer remains meaningless,

As I am here to perish in my rootage.


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