Tuesday, 10 September 2013

The Magic

Do the blase know what enrapturing all about
Fall in love, and then you know, What life is is all about.

As my eyes met hers, the nature lit up.
Today I realized, What love's magic is all about?

Flying tresses taught nature the rhymes
Drowsing eyes told me what euphoria is all about

Never my lips could utter the state of my heart.
And she could never perceive what silence is all about.

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