Beauty in thorns.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Beats

I count time with the beats of your heart,
You are the end of endless,
of everything else you are the start.
I want to shine in your brilliance,
I connect to you so even death can't depart,
Till the end to be with you is my pursuverance.

I have seen red roses,
so sweet is your smile,
reddr in cold & in anger is your noses.
Holding your hand I wanna walk another mile,
till I breathe and my eyes closes.

Forgive me if I were too much,
For God gave me no brain but a heart of same size.
You makes me a child again,
remind me of my childhood dreams & lullabys,
my favourite toys & injury pain.
Be my milkshake, icecream & my beauty queen.

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