Goosebumps on my heart
With toes curled in
In all the rain
that slithers down
The window pane
The pitter patter resonating
Head tucked into a shoulder
Warm and cozy
Haunting memory?
Dream alive?
Thought blurs.
Of course.
I'm in love, aren't I?
4 July, 2011
Absurdly Hopeless, this time :P!
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Thoughts cling on like a burr,
giving warmth of a cosy fur
contentment of a cat's purr
and I do concur
that thoughts do blur
when love does occur.
I was reminded of this song when I read your verse.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=om7aUNZQVpQ
Gives me the tickle of seasons galore!!! I love the way the title blends in the verses and the feel..
Govind, watched again, with nostalgia that song. Simon and Garfunkel have always been firm favourites. Thank you for the verse, and for the music to go with it!
Fiducia, Thank you so much too!