The sun peeps thru' the window panes,
along the narrow stoney lanes.
Golden Sun - shiny and bright,
displaying beauty - ahh!! full of might.
The gentle kiss of the warm rays,
lures me in so many lovely ways.
The whiff of freshness in the beam,
beckons me into an alluring dream.
My mind wanders like a gypsy,
abound with joy - a bit tipsy.
Desire like the meteors burn,
to kindle the love in bosom's urn.
Prasenjit©1997-2010
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