I crave to be nothing more
Than the flower on your hair
Than a petal on the flower
Than a shade on the petal
Than a(n) ingredient of the shade
Than a rhythm of the ingredient
Than a breeze of the rhythm
For that very moment
I will be the cool fragrance around you
Copyright(c)2007 Shivraj Rajaram
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
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