More Love.
Love is sometimes, like fiction.
Its like a bestseller, that catches your attention at the book store,
which you promptly pick up, with just one glance.
You bring it home, and with a cup of coffee, sit on your favourite couch,
comfortable with each other.
You can't wait to begin,
and at a point, you don't want it to finish.
But you turn its pages nevertheless, savouring every word,
lying on one side with the night lamp burning,
and finally finish it.
And then, You are left with just thoughts,
more thoughts and words, that stay with you for a lifetime after.
Its like a bestseller, that catches your attention at the book store,
which you promptly pick up, with just one glance.
You bring it home, and with a cup of coffee, sit on your favourite couch,
comfortable with each other.
You can't wait to begin,
and at a point, you don't want it to finish.
But you turn its pages nevertheless, savouring every word,
lying on one side with the night lamp burning,
and finally finish it.
And then, You are left with just thoughts,
more thoughts and words, that stay with you for a lifetime after.
Comments
i picked up a two-series book recently - PS I Love You & Look At Me Now.
for some reason (and i suspect you can guess why) i couldnt go beyond the 1st 10 pages of the book!!!
i think i will stick to reading the shopoholic series! ;)