The Magic Of The Breeze – 15 The Breeze Moves Poem by Angelina Pandian
The Magic Of The Breeze – 15 The Breeze Moves
The breeze moves slowly, gently
A cooling touch it leaves behind
On the body, chilling even the marrow
But, the burning within – what
Can stop my blood rushing
Other than your hand holding mine,
How can the fever in my vein reduce?
Unless you take me in your arms.
What wind can put out the fire?
Burning for you in my heart!
Monday, June 15, 2009
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5/3/2024 7:04:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
you throw a burning charcol into my soul........ love is like that hot coal sunk beneath ashes....... it will never extingush until the day we leave...........