How shalt I express
The love of the burning candle
That burneth in the fire of adulations
As the hours pass by
My quiet eyes follow yours
As if they understand everything thou convey
As the hours pass by
My skin feels thy delicate gestures
As if the boredom caught upon the wings of fairytale
As the hours pass by
My heart hath the safe secure feelings
As if I can sleep on thy shoulders f'r ever
As the hours pass by
My mind observes thy being
As if thy being is a completeness of mine
And as such the candle burns
Day and night in thoughts of you
I burn in silent adulations
Adoring the quiet romance
Of thy silent eyes.
© Dr. Prerna Singla,15 Apr. 2015
Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 3:26 PM UTC
How shalt I express
The love of the burning candle
That burneth in the fire of adulations
As the hours pass by
My quiet eyes follow yours
As if they understand everything thou convey
As the hours pass by
My skin feels thy delicate gestures
As if the boredom caught upon the wings of fairytale
As the hours pass by
My heart hath the safe secure feelings
As if I can sleep on thy shoulders f'r ever
As the hours pass by
My mind observes thy being
As if thy being is a completeness of mine
And as such the candle burns
Day and night in thoughts of you
I burn in silent adulations
Adoring the quiet romance
Of thy silent eyes.
© Dr. Prerna Singla,15 Apr. 2015
