Unbridled frolicking
Pospscicle streaking
faces happy
In that summer :-)
Me toddling behind
where ever you went
immersed and entwined
togather.. where the river bent
That summer and many other like it
hiding in the loft.. playing hide n seek
I remember
The scent of you
in that smokey magical afternoon
As the wind passed by
Summer winds
witness to the lost innocence
Times when we were friends
summer winds
caressing me
Brings back heady romance.
Brings back ..
you
Poetry Sisters and Seven Ways of Looking
1 month ago
3 visitors stopped by.:
*whistles* :) lovely!
luv,
neeru.
hmmm..nice!! ur a pucca mills & boons gurl!! lolzzz
i agree with neeru..!!
*taaliya...!!*
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