Sunday, 21 October 2007

Promise

The dewdrops of dawn are disappearing in the soft sunshine
It could be a harsh noon,
But for now there's a soft breeze
A lilting harmony in the rays of light appearing in the horizon
A lot of promise,
A lot of anticipation
This could be love,
Perhaps it wont be
Yet, I throw caution to the winds.

Labels: life, love

Posted by Pavitra :: 06:35 :: 20 comments

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