Sometimes thou look more fine;
Than the imagination of mine.
Sometimes thou appear more dreadful;
Than the nightmares of nights fateful.
Sometimes it’s much rest in embracing thee;
Sometimes thy every touch pierces me.
Sometimes I seek supremacy in thy attainment;
Sometimes I get almighty in thy detainment.
Tell me, O adore !!! What’s prettier of thine ???
Thy affection or separation,
Especially for me !!!
You’re the hope n humm,
You’re the creativity n art,
You’re the learn n teach,
You’re the creator of thy life >>>!!!
30 June, 2008
Ode to you
Posted by c'est la vie at Monday, June 30, 2008
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