I have told you, haven't I?
When your fingers tremble and electricity passes through your veins and nerves... When your toes curve inwards and you're breathless...
You can cry.
When it twitches ever so elusively... When you whisper my name with every heartbeat...
You can cry.
When one of my name's utterances find its way up to your lips...When I'll peck it from there and put my name on every inch of your pulsating body...
You can cry.
When your fingers tremble and electricity passes through your veins and nerves... When your toes curve inwards and you're breathless...
You can cry.
When it twitches ever so elusively... When you whisper my name with every heartbeat...
You can cry.
When one of my name's utterances find its way up to your lips...When I'll peck it from there and put my name on every inch of your pulsating body...
You can cry.
3 comments:
Wow..
when my thoughts fills you to the brim and spills over as those tiny droplets, you can cry...
Thanks, Varsha. Welcome to my blog!
Sri, you always resonate me. Always. Aiwain! :-)
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