bhakta

Hubert · 03-20-2007, 06:10 AM

Pure joy, love
that’s what you are
without a face
without a touch
deep inside
like a far cry
Hush ! World, keep quiet
Silence
you are the white dress.
My love
You are the only thing
I’ll never have
to confess
Come to me
sweet emotion
I never knew
the power
of such devotion
delicate
like a petal of
the peach flower
oh, when will the rare drop
become a shower

03-20-2007, 06:10 AM	#1
Hubert saptashata Member Join Date: Dec 2006 Location: Romania Posts: 739	Pure joy, love that’s what you are without a face without a touch deep inside like a far cry Hush ! World, keep quiet Silence you are the white dress. My love You are the only thing I’ll never have to confess Come to me sweet emotion I never knew the power of such devotion delicate like a petal of the peach flower oh, when will the rare drop become a shower