K Balachandran · Jul 22, 2012
whispers in the winds of time

Looking deep,
in to the eyes of life,
hopelessly in love with,
I  smiled enamoured;
"You are a dream
I created, remember?
how much you want to possess me now!
I am touched,
what can I say,
you would come to  know yourself"
I hear her whispers
in the winds of time.
Do I hear the wind sigh?

 
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