Wednesday, April 22, 2009
lightening bolts
sting and run through all along
the corridors of my veins.
hazy clouds of thoughts
slowly morph themselves into
lucid streaming lines of feelings.
i knew it all along.
it is certain,
i dont want dirty mudded hands
to leave their imprint on
your angelic and pristine face.
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