Monday, February 6, 2012

Lines blur when eyes moisten...



Eternal salvation is what I call our meeting
Thousands of dew drops purifying this bond.
Each morning cleansing the dust that surrounds us
Throughout the day, our trust forms a coating
promising a lifetime of togetherness.
Each morrow as it arrives
brings with it another hope of another
Sun warmed day and blissful night..
Uncountable little precious moments in between..
Just the flicker of the eye, or the curvy sweet smile
All do give that perfect photographed memory
That deep in the heart does get etched somewhere,
So many to count, so many to treasure
But they all rest deep down, flashing time and again
Taking us to the deep unconscious past.
Days come, days go- some tit-bits they all sow.
All a proof, A witness of this true exhilaration
Beyond the levels soul mates could ever go
Me and you- forever on the go
Far away from the world.. There lies our sweet cottage.
Be it the silent night or the noisy day
The whispering moon or the chirping birds.
Your presence is my world, you my soul.
You are the bud that bloomed and became my fragrance..
From being my pillow to my pillar... in you I see God's image...