Sunday, December 26, 2004

The problem is that there’s none
Life is imperfect say some
People are imperfect say all
Yet my prejudice must fall
Think about the possibilities !
Rushing through life like a breeze
Think about the impossible dreams
Suddenly possible, it seems

I’m thrilled to the bone
Smiling over the phone
Feeling constantly enthralled
Mind, soul, senses, and all
The slightest gesture could please
As we playfully tease...

Leaving an afterglow of hope
Dangling on a teasing rope
That time will not withhold
as thoughts reveal, emotions unfold
That time would seemingly freeze
leaving us in a puddle of dreams, up to our knees

A rare perfection, rather like home
A cozy, tempting comfort zone
Where details however trivial
Turn into pleasure, pure and inspirational

And answers to millions of queries
Shall be resolved with whatever life carries
Exciting, unpredictable scenes
Where I end and every thought begins

with you.


Sunday, December 12, 2004

coffee, cranes and cookies

...and if the night, and the atmosphere, and the conversation could be described i would call it... effervescent ;)
In a comfortable, cozy sort of way.