Monday, December 12, 2005

I wait for you

I heard a song long time ago with a theme of changing seasons,
I could not understand the subtle notes of your everchanging reasons ...
Sometimes you loved, sometimes you left me all alone...
Sometimes it was cold, sometimes hot in the cauldron...
It rained and you clung to me, looking in my eyes...
A summer night; you walked away with dreams of the skies...
I remember the song that you played on the guitar,
I remember you who were; Forget who you are,
I still hold on to your smell on the spring afternoon,
And dream of the smile when you looked at the moon,
The sounds of your footsteps resonate in my mind...
The way you sneaked up on me from behind...
I wonder if the seasons would change once more...
I wonder and wait for you to turn up at the door...

-Anubhav

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