Tuesday, November 4, 2008

I THOUGHT

I thought I was confused
When I said I loved her,


Thought it was just
That fatuous, ephemeral stir.
When I first saw her
Dancing so gaily,
The elegance of her silhouette
And thought of her daily.



Thought I was confused,
When I said I loved her.



The dawn in her eyes,
The silk of her hair,
The spring of her smile,
I couldn’t but just stare.
The touch of her scent
And my timid sighs,
Oh! How soon it was
That we bade goodbyes.



Just thought I knew,
When I said I loved her.



The last that we met,
I remember, she cried.
And my love for her
Then, I could not hide.
She rose and planted
A kiss on my forehead,
And how soon I realized,
That nothing was ever unsaid.



Surety creeps in, when
I now said I loved her.

My love for my girl,
Was not just a banter
And I know I mean it,
When I say I love her.