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The morning breeze.

Early morning breeze - I'd never missed you so far! But today when I woke up to the dawn You passed by me like the softest dream. Your soothing touch on my dry skin Felt like I'd never been caressed before Your mellow whispers into my soul Left me longing for your company, more! Your earthy scent and warmth exposed Made me take a few steps towards you, close! But as the rains peeped in, I whined and cringed And forced you out, ending our lovely meeting! I won't promise you I'd be back again... But I know you'd be waiting at my door Waiting to hear the latch unbolt, Waiting to be ushered into a 'room' that's cold!
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Written by
geetha-raj
Indian
Published
Nov 27, 2011
Lines·Words
19·119
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It has been raining hard in Chennai for almost 3 weeks now. The flooded roads, clogged drainage, damp walls and dirty clothes are reason enough to make you stay indoors. Add a cyclone threat to it, and you would never want to step out. The only thing that invites you out, is that cold breeze which is in fact hard to deny!

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