Sangeetha, My Love
Sangeetha, My Love, To the counting of days...hours...minutes and moments,
which leads me to icy breath and the warm touch
The warmth and the freshness in your eyes,
which steals my breath away
The enegma of watching you come to me... is like watching GOD towards you and taking you into itself
The magic of talking with you for endless hours days weeks months years...is the most beautiful dream anybody can imagine.