Sunday, February 10, 2008

BREATHE




Ambrosia never tasted sweeter than,
A silent peek of your elysian smile,
Like the moonlight that adorns the night,
You've filled every ounce of me with ecstasy.


Songs of an enchanted nymph wouldn't coax,

Restless souls that long for your voice,
Like the love for gold that enamoured midas,
You've enraptured my inane heart.