Wednesday, 12 September 2012

Clothing of love

Whispering wings of the wild wind
caressed me in the ear
telling me a
secret story sewn together
of broken fragments
of love.

Bewildering blessing of your blissful
touch,  froze me in the heart
wishing for a
naughty, new
crispness of the not
 so novel love.

 Mystifying magical moments marred,
pushed me into reality
creating a void in
the embroidered
of love.

1 comment:

  1. Finally you have written your heart :) Please don't stop writing. You write so good.