Monday, 4 May 2015

Space in me

I was standing there from dawn to dusk,
With a smile on my face.
The summer winds were so warm and even when it touched through the evergreen, I could hear my name whispered in my ears.
The summer nights were so beautiful, that you could count them all, which, now are spread over like a blanket with glitter spots.
With my eyes wide open, I looked up like a child of five, fascinated by its beauty and wondering what are they.

That feeling of space in me.

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