Saturday, 22 February 2014

Unsung Song


The fragrance of your essence
Is etched on my skin
The flavor your kiss
Has the taste of cinnamon

I toss for words to define our love
But none comes
From within

A love that defies age
A bond where we are tied by marital threads
And we can never unite
Still we hum
The unsung song

We course moments
In the luxuriance of embrace
Till seasons flush our countenance
But time cheats us
And we part
With a breaking heart

Come back to me
Home again
To where you belong
My love

You are all that I want
You are all that I need
Nothing more, I seek

Just you and me
Rewriting the stars
Within our own little world.


©LR

















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