Drips of past

Is this what you talk about ?

On the beaches of memories walked

On the candlelight nights in missing touches

Like all loving and romancing of tinkling comforts

Tears of sensations in time of fulfillment ..its heaven

And love ....and love....in senses....my heart and my soul...all gone

Now cold like frozen drip of icicles. ....

my heart no longer.....bleeds the pain of love....the one that touches the every beat 

Of knowing You are in love

Now look at me a foozen death reminded. 

Needs the warmth of your Loving LoVe...again

I cry for you...i cry