Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Season Of Love

The drops knocking at your window pane
may talk to you of what I feel.
Have the breeze to caresse you
with my touch.
Let the dark clouds
be my embrace.
..And the greenest of all the green leaves
make you smile and blush.
O love..



The starless sky
tell you of how lonely I am.
The fragrance of the first rains
make you miss me, like I do.
The water drops enclosed in your palms
..let them be the moments spent with me.
O love..



Let the nature talk for us
my love,
Let it be our secretkeeper..

..O love..