Monday, March 23, 2009

ecstasy



If only I could let you know-
My love, My hope, My soul's recluse;
You've become the very air I breathe,
You've made me fall in Grace with you.
When the rain comes pouring down on me,
And Im lost and cold and dont know what to do,
You become my ecstasy;
Cause i go crawling back to you..."

3 comments:

sanely insane said...

sad n romantic

S said...

Never should anyone be so deeply etched in us !

commited to life said...

wow!!
loved the last line.. tells abt the security.. the much needed thing in love
lovely poem