the smiling sun and whirling wind, the winding path and twirl within
the crackling leaves under my feet, the thought of his smile and skip of my beat
the fiddling with hair, while watching the door
catching sight of him, blushing and staring at the floor
sipping my coffee watching the rain
and the sweet aged couple walking down the lane
walking home taking the route thats longer
just to catch a little glimpse of him from the corner...

1 comment:
ahem..ahem.... ;)
u kno what m thinking!
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