Thursday, July 1, 2010

Mornings

I woke up in your embrace today,
and with that
half written page of
one of my stories,incomplete.

Story I wrote for you
as you loved them
and I wrote them to be loved, by you

I woke up in love
and only the walls and curtains
privy to it
and no one...but You.

You in my arms
were made of a night cloud
few rain drops..and love

outside the windows
the rains were playing games
and the smell of
the morning brew
accompanied those eyes of yours,
your eyes or was it
the raindrop through the window..
Perplexed I smiled..

I wish you could see my dreams.

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