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Thursday, 31 December 2015

What will it be when it can be a muse !

I would like to treat my life, like I would treat you
Would you hear when I will say what I need to say?
May I seek shelter, just next to you?
You can cure my loneness, should I cure yours? Can me!
being a mortal man, I am very vulnerable. 
So, can I?

Do you know?                                                                          
Silence can be a beautiful language.
May I and you be possessed (by it)?

Do you know?
Your eyes reveal your thoughts and desires to me.
Your eyes know all there is to about butterflies and wheels.
Your eyes reveal your thoughts and desires to me.
I see a woman standing at seashore, waiting for the next wave
when it arrives she holds hands with it and sways
now she is a newborn river, a mother and a lover.

Do you know?
One cannot make love to beautiful ideas.

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