White....

White

I can feel your agony, though you put a veil,
Tis, like you say a thousand words with those enchanting eyes,

In every rendezvous of ours, the feeling that you give me,
Makes me delve deeper to answer all your angst,

Strolling along in my wanderlust, gratified is my heart,
Art those feelings of yours wafting through the breeze,

All travails of centuries have been stuck in a moment,
As my life passes by in a flash of white lightning,

The way I think of you, each second seems infinite,
Each breath that I take it feels so burdensome,
No wonder, As it has your name inscribed on ‘em

©Sairam 2005