Love is absurd

by celestialmind
Strange how you can look into new eyes and drown
Amazing how a stranger can hold you with a warm gaze
Send the heart thudding and thoughts racing with a simple handshake
Make your whole self disappear in a little world of a smile
Lock you in a silent conversation,words absurd to your mind
Strange how you can be blown away on a calm windless day
How the moon can light a starless somber night

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Vishnumayaa

Vishnumayaa

April 1, 2015 - 09:42 NIce poem . Anticipating one more poem from you .
celestialmind

celestialmind

April 15, 2015 - 10:35 Thanks Vishnumayaa! I have more on the way.

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