Am I addicted to you?
Yes I am, its true...
The unending lovely charm,
that I feel amidst your arm.
Your smile like petals bloom,
removing moments of gloom.
You are - as nature changes,
with emotions of all ranges.
Your whisper like jingles ring,
filled with freshness of spring.
Your touch like tender dew,
with time thus renewed anew.
Prasenjit©1997-2011
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