Saturday, September 21, 2013

A lovebird's musing!

A blush on my face and my futile efforts to wipe them off from there!
Heeding to the curiosity of people wondering when, why and where?
Do I have to worry about them or even care
When all I should think about is how lucky I am to have him here. 

All the blues vanish into a blossom pink
When he spells love with a lip sync 
Should I ever open my eyes I often think
Lest he vanish again when I blink

- Harsha 

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