{Of all lies, art is the least untrue - Flaubert}

Saturday, June 25, 2005

So Sweet !

Be quiet when I am talking to you, her eyes said that
see me when I am listening to you, her eyes saw mine

Hold my hands when I am walking with you, we walked
close your eyes when you kiss me, its all fine

Don't see that, don't speak this, she spoke lightly
don't touch this, don't hear that, said all in a line

Be with me as no one was, see me as no one has,
I was no one in a moment, was it just another sign

Love must be tender, touches sweet, she silkily rustled
Whispers of warmth or shrills of distance, must I resign.


kundalini said...

hi, i liked this and "myself". have you written these?

anurag said...

Thanks Kundalini, ya,I wrote them.