Do you see? The silent smiles,
the barely there blushes,
the sneak peeks,
the whispering words of love, do you hear any?
When you strum your guitar,
and sing her favourite song,
"Juliet, when we made love, you used to cry.
You said, "I love you like the stars above, I'll love you 'til I die"
The way she'd gush, as if it were for her.
The way she searches for your cues,
with her prying eyes, now on the loose.
Only for you,
her ears, for your music.
her hands for your touch.
Her soul, for yours.
Do you see?
13 comments:
very nice post dear .....keep going!! the silent smiles...good yr!!
Jai Ho Mangalmay Ho
Hey, Hi
i donno why, but the song gives a hint of turbulence underneath the calm outlook...nice words...
Regards,
The Silhouette...
I feel the love :) Loved it Meher!
oh, this is lovely :)
loved it !!!!
thats written very nicely
Only if we could read them right, they might be every where... and many of us would turn narcissists.
But the problem is, how, how to do it right, and not overdo it, the reading thing.
:P
Nice one,
Blasphemous Aesthete
:)
those few moments when it's just you and her in the crowd. The triumph of those first few realizations... This reminded me of some moments..
Loved the read!
aJ
Everybody falls in love with strangers, if only for half a second. The only reason it doesn't turn out well is because we don't know them.
We all look for love, don't we?
Oh, beautiful!! This is my favourite post of yours yet!
I love the description, the barely there blushes and silent smiles.
Lovely!
Wow. Am I glad I found your blog, or what.
This poem of yours just left me dumbfounded! :)
lovely and true.
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