Thursday, August 12, 2004

On love

When I think of the sun you shine on me
When I think of the moon your face comes to mind
When I think of myself, I remember you
When you reside in my thoughts
How can I be alone?
Love is like life and death too
But love is like quicksand, the more you try to get out
The deeper you sink in
But if someone asks me what love is
I shall reply, "To me love is you.

1 comment:

Ravi Dixit said...

short and sweet[:)][:)][:)]

nicely written[:)][:)][:)]

i read your 'The one I wish to love'

quite different though but nice read[:P][:P][:P][:P]