I was shy…

The water drops falling from the blackish sky
Your face was designed….
The lighting clouds shinning in the horizon
Your face was designed….
I was shy to see them.....

The prelude sang by the birds through the window
Your voice was projected…
The mp allegro produced from the second string
Your voice was projected…
I was shy to hear them…..

The fragrance came through the coldish air
Your breath was felt…
No rose could tally the breath…
I was shy to breath them…..

End of the day I was shy.......


02.05.10