Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Your whispers

Just a touch,
Leading on to bliss...
Flying across
The vision windows
That I contain-
Or that contain me!
Watching from high ground,
Inspecting-
In retrospect.
Watching sometimes
Just oblivious to-
Little things that
Wonder in your dreams.
The tiny steps
That make you smile
And you don't realize
That the sounds
Are that of your
Own feet!

1 comment:

  1. I cant resist but jump and thank that my request is heard . I am awestruck when I couldn't speak as I write.I was not able to think when I read it.

    Your poetry flows like river.


    I ,like a child ,waited for ur last sentence and believe me I am happy.

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