Saturday, 9 July 2005


Different cultures
Different background
We were yet to
Find a common ground

I had felt him here
But how could he
He never intended
To be with me

He holding me
With passion and ardor
I giving it all back
Finally mindless surrender

Had I imagined
Was it my whim
Was it my illusion
Was it a dream

Looking around
I knew I was wrong
My feelings had come
So very strong

He was standing there
Love shining through
With tears in my eyes
I could barely move

We had walked across
Life’s mazes and mires
Will take a lifetime
To douse all that fire

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