Friday, October 24, 2008

The lady waiting...

Living through hell,
my life stumbled on you,
I took notice, enchanted,
dissolved in your love,
truly there was nothing more true.

Ah! days of fiery passion,
souls entwined with bodies,
there was no space for life,
we had engulfed it in us,
living in the moment.

Golden tresses made a pillow,
your emotions gently resting on it,
laid bare myself for you,
taking you in with my purest love,
never once wishing it to end.

Where are you now?
I await you by my window sill,
longing and living through hell,
until i meet you again,
to re-live my life and my love.

2 comments:

MD said...

hey who is the inspiration for this one? nice poem re,you have captured the essence of love very well in this. keep up the composing..

Renaissance said...

Thanks Mayuri...appreciate the comments and the time