That would be the envy of stars.
Lips would almost break into a smile
Instead, it shines on her glowing cheeks -
Love, oh, to be young and in love!
In her voice, bangles clink
Her mischievous curls, spring-like, tease
Fingers restless, entwine, tremble
As they would, through his hair -
Love, oh, to be young and in love!
Happiness is a breeze
that sways her in grace
Her feet dance, they fly
For she is in love with a boy -
Love, oh, to be young and in love!
*** Balachandran V, Trivandrum 09.05.2009
to b young and in love..la la la...to b young..la la..and in love..la la la
ReplyDeletewao! too good....its an amazing feeling to be in love I really liked this one!
ReplyDeleteKinda breeze,what a chirpy feel inside..
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