In nods, in tiny smiles
In glances on off chances
And accidental brushes
With the finger tips
Or a swish of clothes
While moving by.
In sudden stealth
Of secretive looks
In gleams of warmth
Like embers coated in ash
That, with breaths of love
Glow, in anticipation.
Your whispered words
Of adoration. Are they
Just superfluous?
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23 December, 2011
(Chasing a word niggling my head. Title :D)
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Oh I loved this. The rendition made it come alive.
From the moment love is seeded
there's nothing that is not needed
and for it to go unimpeded
nothing should go unheeded.
Beautiful. Especially liked 'In gleams of warmth
Like embers coated in ash
That, with breaths of love
Glow, in anticipation.'
Conjured up a beautiful imagery.
Shail, thank you!
Govind, your notes always enliven the rambles here, much like those embers :) Except that even that glow comes from your words! Thanks so much!