We love this wide open grass lands,
the prankster brook running through the middle,
clanging its anklet bells,
jack trees, bearing fruits, happy
spreading sweet smell in the air,
silver bellied fish, jumping up from water,
just to show how mirthful water life is,
swirling wind that hums a tune
and changes the coconut grove,
to a group of lissome girls dancing as if possessed.
I love your gentle eyes , probing my soul deep,
talking eloquently without words
finding a new language only we can claim our own,
the setting sun's good bye to the hillside,
sudden appearance of a million stars, a symphony of light,
all over the eastern sky,
your long, garrulous fingers speaking with my eager fingers,
**your full luscious lips, giving me lingering, therapeutic kiss,
the way we walked side by side, inebriated by the seasoned wine of love,
and how we decided that night we'd cross all the limits. and find the treasure.**
Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 1:30 PM UTC
We love this wide open grass lands,
the prankster brook running through the middle,
clanging its anklet bells,
jack trees, bearing fruits, happy
spreading sweet smell in the air,
silver bellied fish, jumping up from water,
just to show how mirthful water life is,
swirling wind that hums a tune
and changes the coconut grove,
to a group of lissome girls dancing as if possessed.
I love your gentle eyes , probing my soul deep,
talking eloquently without words
finding a new language only we can claim our own,
the setting sun's good bye to the hillside,
sudden appearance of a million stars, a symphony of light,
all over the eastern sky,
your long, garrulous fingers speaking with my eager fingers,
**your full luscious lips, giving me lingering, therapeutic kiss,
the way we walked side by side, inebriated by the seasoned wine of love,
and how we decided that night we'd cross all the limits. and find the treasure.**
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