I am a nomad who wish not to be a nomad. I loiter around my own solitude with eyes wide open towards a guest unexpected. I love with passion and feel the pain with total devotion. My heart is not too far away from a quick smile and a silent tear. I live life like as if... I lost sense of time
Do not
Tuesday, January 04, 2011
My Love
Opulence of smiles Humility of tears… Innocence treasures Possession measured… Mischief sprinkled Passion mingled… Head protective Heart empathetic… My love for her Reinvents forever…
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