Every time I look, into your sparkling eyes
It is just the same as the first look,
That etched itself, into my memory.
The same naughty smile, the twinkle in the
eye,
Playing once again with me.
And here I am again, waiting for you.
Standing by the edge of my life,
A breeze passed by, caressing my hair,
The same tender touch, as when you were
there.
I wondered. . . Was that you ?
I caught myself smiling,
The intensity of my love remains pure and
true,
The longing and desire, still as fresh as
the morning dew,
A longing for togetherness, a longing for
you.
Your very thought
Adds on olours to my life.
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