Wednesday, July 15, 2009

My little queen...

After a spell of shower,
You came to me like the Queen,
Dressed in your whitest robes-pure and pleasing...

I thought it was a dream,
Dizzy, I walked up to you,
To look at your smile candid...
You giggled like a little girl,
Full of Life,

Methought, it was a dream, like never been,
So comforting and blessed,
And I remembered,
How I missed you in rain,
Drenched to the skin,
How I yearned to plant a kiss,
On your white, white cheeks...

You giggled like a lil girl,
And I forgot I was there all the time,
By your side...

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