Saturday, December 27, 2008

Singing, serenading,
Mesmerizing, and regaling- 

you draw my self and more into you
with those curiously menacing eyes,

Enchanting, enthralling,
entangling.. and haunting.

As you whisper a lullaby
in that honey-toned voice-

Submitting, surrendering,
succumbing and subsuming;

So, I fall love-sick, beholden
to my heart's one desire,

Drowning, desiring,
smoldering, and aspiring..

and I die a million deaths(and live to die more)
just from the wanting of you.



a week. in wilderness. of longing. of frolic and weary enjoyment. of coldness :(. of switch-offs. of realisations. of suppressed vows. of anticipation. IS PAST. now is when we make up for.ummm..feels warm already :)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

make up did we haan? ;) poor the us!