Treasure Island

Kavitha Krishnamurthy

(09 Jan / Chennai)

Lost in you


With solid tears and frozen fears
I stood in solitude, feeling no pain
Chilled breeze and icy storm
Penetrated my soul, but I was still strong
Winter passed, spring came
But I was still there, feeling the same
Then it was the summer and you came
Melting in your warm glance and sweet smile
Melting in your placid touch and tender kiss
I was lost
Initially lost
Partially lost
Then completely lost
Lost in you

The snowman melted by the sun…

Submitted: Monday, July 30, 2007
Edited: Friday, March 25, 2011

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  • marvin brato (7/30/2007 4:04:00 AM)

    Melting in your placid glance and sweet smile... how romantic, I liked it.10 from me. (Report) Reply

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