Saturday 22 October 2011

poem 2

She is taciturn. Her Silence can burn. Her speech is soul-soothing. She talks less. Her level of silence scares me. Makes me scared to approach her for a conversation. I just know she is a miracle. With her in my life i'll surely reach my pinnacle. Her beauty bamboozles. Her attitude dazzles. I got an inkling she is the right one for me. I want to grow old with this girl. I want to die in her arms. She's got me falling in love. I can't resist her love charms.

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