For you
You are end of one road
And the beginning of another
The thought that sails on my sigh
The dream that weaves while I sleep
An extension of my desire
The root of my soaring height
You are my farthest distance
and the shortest route
You wash my world anew
cold winter mornings
Fog & Dew
3 comments:
i just simply love ur poetry..this form of expression is made for u
:) thnx
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