they are strangers, yet there is this cordiality between them that comes after years of knowing each other
the understanding that develops after seeing several quiet sunsets
she has never seen him before, yet she knows his smile is dimpled
the moment they met is frozen in time and they both love it again and again
its the same wind and the biting cold and her scarf remains unfaded
its love recognizing itself in as much as a first glance, first smile...first winter
its the point where they first meet and from here their paths become one
companions forever...
2 comments:
Nice one Pooja.. :)
nice thinking ...keep it up....
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