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THE PERFECT STRANGER

Last summer I fell in love with you.
Even though I never meant to.
Those looks I would never forget.
To me they mean the world.
Hopes and dreams pale from sight,
I yearn for you every passing moment.

Memories of that insane banter underneath the starlit sky.
Singing in those hoarse voices, scaring ourselves.
I remember your eyes doing the talking
Cutting across all barriers unknown.
Promises we never made, pure reckless affection.
A silent parting - sans promises, sans words.
You are the perfect stranger.



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IceMaiden said…
Perfect! :)

P.S: I like the fact that I am here after a long long time, and nothing about your writing style has changed! :)
October 31, 2011 at 10:45 AM
Rià said…
Absolutely lovely!! :)
November 1, 2011 at 8:59 PM
Rocky Blair said…
I just started following ur blog and after reading this, i know its worth it. Good job. I love it :')
November 3, 2011 at 10:53 PM
Pramoda Meduri said…
Good..

love sees no stranger..;) well put..
November 6, 2011 at 9:08 AM
Chaitali said…
Just what's on my mind right now.. wanted your permission to publish it on my blog... will mention the credit... thanks for writing this
November 6, 2011 at 1:13 PM
Phoenix said…
echoes of a heart mourning.. aah the perils of life!

Beautiful!
November 16, 2011 at 12:40 PM
Apples said…
This is beautiful! I love your blog!
November 16, 2011 at 10:36 PM
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