Those heavenly stares
Wishful, loud and shy
Pierced through my eyes
And blinded my soul
Reigning passion preceded
Unhidden blushes
Beatific smile preceded
Looming beatitude
Those long but simple
And longed for, walks
Sometimes sun drenched
Sometimes rain sluiced
Built my hopes under the
Soft shadows you cast
Lighted by the words that
Materialized in your eyes
Dinned by blithesome talk,
Cherubic expression,
Mocking version,
I went chasing rainbows
Veil that once vanished
Listening to the unsaid words
Promising silence
Bound me to hope!
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
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