Monday, June 12, 2006

INSOMNIA 2

My ears still remember the whisper of your breath
My skin still bears the warmth of your limbs
The fragrance of your curls still linger in my dreams
But you are not here anymore

As I lay tossing on my bed
Waiting for the truant sleep
An electric dream burns my vision
Oh! What shall be my penance?

2 comments:

rabbi said...

this one is something different. n got a great feelings for someone whom heart desire.

krish said...

felt like adding a few lines :

i seek your sight with blinded eyes
wish to live a moment by your side
come, be my salvation
redeem me with a kiss