Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 4
Come lay with me for hours.
So we can talk thousands of nothings
while it means millions of somethings;
To stay at the place where our heart becomes one.
Where moments last forever
Where the rhythm goes on
Where the wind is restless
Where the fragrance lingers on.
Written by
Reh Patel  33/F/Navsari
(33/F/Navsari)   
170
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems