When it rains~
on you~
it dampens my spirits~
but
When I write for you~
the thoughts pamper me~
they fondle me on my soul~
And~
words elude me~
they fly around~
like a butterfly~
spreading colors.
Everyday it's you~
in my words~
that I etch on my soul~
with an ink~
that carries your fragrance.
The whole night~
becomes a long dream~
till the time i wait~
for putting you into words.
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