Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Presence

The waves hugged the shore
as the resting sun slept in the ocean's lap
The night untied itself through my wavy black hair
as I left open each strand for the flirtatious breeze
When my car drove past the sight of the moonlit sea
It was the Andamans where I had seen thee 
The pristine water and the fragrance of the rose
Tis through these that your presence shows











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