Yours Today
Seeing the consolation
flying in the tired eyes,
in the corner of the silent eyes,
in the gap of telling a story.
Yours playful smile is flying
and playing the flute.
Running in droves.
Dreams are giving peeped
she is cheating by forgetting peeped
only your
hair is in her mind.
How?
Touching the hand
You say?
Invigorating
Love the water
A deep blue.
Nice writtenππππ