Ripples
>> Thursday, November 1, 2007
I’ll wrap you in my blanket
Kiss your blushing cheeks
Worship your tiny fingers
My tears stain
my tainted face.
I tiptoe to the river
Wade
to the reeds.
My weak hands
release you
The stifled wailing
ends
with strangled bubbles.
5 comments:
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ye write well mate, read the one below this last one too
the subtle impact leaves me speechless dame..........
n today i thank u for bein d model in d 1st pic o ma blog(hands).....enjoy.....its ur day.....:P
gee thanks =p
you have another blog called hands? i dunt see the link to it anywhere =/
Thank you dahlings! :P
Btw what Apoorva said is that i have honored her with a pic of mine on her blog http://picsbyapoorva.blogspot.com/
Hey u know what..this can be made in to a song..i am alsready humming the tune.:D
btw...long time no post, eh.
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