In the wee hours of the morn
When I wrap the misty coolness around myself
And hear the crows caw in the distant corner of my ear
When truth and illusions have naked conversations
I hear you alight on the soggy layers of my consciousness
As a smile plays on my lips
And half dreaming
I hear you whisper...I love you
When I wrap the misty coolness around myself
And hear the crows caw in the distant corner of my ear
When truth and illusions have naked conversations
I hear you alight on the soggy layers of my consciousness
As a smile plays on my lips
And half dreaming
I hear you whisper...I love you
5 comments:
Awwwwwww...I'm sure I've a certain look on my face now and no, I don't have a mirror :)
'I hear you alight on the soggy layers of my consciousness' - I love this line.
Beautiful as usual.
awwwwww...!!! :)
i wish "someone" feels exactly like this when i say tht..
btw....AHEM...AHEM!!! ...who said tht to u...??? :P
thts really sumthing u can feeeeeel only when it happens to u....
well i can imagine that look...i mighty pleased everyone thinks its real...he he :::D
arpit,
sadly no one, just my imagination...it doesnt always have to happen, you can imagine it sometimes...haven't u noticed d words 'half dreaming', 'illusions'..
i m sure u will find someone, all girls in any case imagine a lot both good and bad things :D
Cho chweet.. really.. this is soo sweet!
hmm..tnx
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