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Between the departing day and the descending night If it suddenly rains as a bolt from the blue With no umbrella to shield our heads How I wish to walk with you My hands twined around your waist And no one around but only you and me As the sun hides behind the Western gats Bleeding red and waxing pale How I wish to ramble hand in hand Along the sea shore under the canopy of the sky Sharing silent thoughts and counting the waves Lost in our private world, just you and me On a bright clear day when the Southern Bay Like a voluptuous maid lies draped in blue And its placid surface dotted with sailing boats How I wish to get into one And drift afar to some unknown destination With no one else but you and me On a silent morn, standing on a rocky precipice How I wish to proclaim aloud to a waking world, Slowly emerging from the haze of mist That you are mine and mine only And to its rebounding echo, a spectral form from far Responding- ‘We are one, you and me’ Somewhere in a sheltered nook, Screened from the buzzing crowd with a river winding by And the clear waters snoozing on the white sand In a small sequestered cottage, Where nightly winds flute on the window panes How I wish to build a life with only you and me As we stand in a tight warm embrace When my hot breath falls on the nape of your neck And as you pant with passion like a frightened deer How I wish to get enrobed in your mystery And sail down to the abyss of an unknown experience When nobody else matters, but only you and me! ………………………………………………………… When life takes an obliterating course, When suddenly the night closes over And dangers prowl around us like carnivores beasts, How I wish we could still remain one in spirit and soul And the vagrant fate or the wanton death Could never separate us, you and me!
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May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 12:26 PM UTC
Whimsical Desires
Between the departing day and the descending night If it suddenly rains as a bolt from the blue With no umbrella to shield our heads How I wish to walk with you My hands twined around your waist And no one around but only you and me As the sun hides behind the Western gats Bleeding red and waxing pale How I wish to ramble hand in hand Along the sea shore under the canopy of the sky Sharing silent thoughts and counting the waves Lost in our private world, just you and me On a bright clear day when the Southern Bay Like a voluptuous maid lies draped in blue And its placid surface dotted with sailing boats How I wish to get into one And drift afar to some unknown destination With no one else but you and me On a silent morn, standing on a rocky precipice How I wish to proclaim aloud to a waking world, Slowly emerging from the haze of mist That you are mine and mine only And to its rebounding echo, a spectral form from far Responding- ‘We are one, you and me’ Somewhere in a sheltered nook, Screened from the buzzing crowd with a river winding by And the clear waters snoozing on the white sand In a small sequestered cottage, Where nightly winds flute on the window panes How I wish to build a life with only you and me As we stand in a tight warm embrace When my hot breath falls on the nape of your neck And as you pant with passion like a frightened deer How I wish to get enrobed in your mystery And sail down to the abyss of an unknown experience When nobody else matters, but only you and me! ………………………………………………………… When life takes an obliterating course, When suddenly the night closes over And dangers prowl around us like carnivores beasts, How I wish we could still remain one in spirit and soul And the vagrant fate or the wanton death Could never separate us, you and me!
valsa-george
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May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 12:26 PM UTC
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