No violins played or flowers sprayed
No signals conveyed or conversations were made
But in a fleeting second- a feeling unexplained
Heart racing beneath the composure restrained
We were two smiling strangers in the drizzling rain
An unknown familiarity, but nothing to complain
Two steps backward a hesitant step forward
A wave of affection, a moment little awkward
A loving embrace, hearts entwined
Friendly greetings exchanged, identities defined
Is this the thing they called love?
What else can describe -we know each other how
~Sam
P.S: Nothing ;)
8 comments:
you and your dabba P.S in everything.. :D Kidding.. Good one :)
lol!! Thanks!! :)
Hi Sammy ,
Nice one , truly something was cooking in the rain walk ..a little bud is giving signal of love infused over both.
Lovely ...P.S was left blank ..means there is some surprise .in your store.ha ..do tell
@Vivek- No.. no surprise in my store.. just realized no point in explaining.So left it blank. :P
Rain brings the romance. A lovely creation!
monsoon love :)
@Saru :) Thanks
@Yuvika- Aha! Finally you back on my blog. :D Yep! Monsoons are lovely! Actually that makes a better title- "Monsoon Love!"
awesome feel... ever word feels. i jst closed ma eyes after read and was taken for while on those beautifull rides..
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