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Coz of You

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I skip a beat,
Dancing retreat,
Turn up the heat,
Your white suit.

I tend to faint,
Remain no Saint,
Feelings no quaint,
Your kajal eyes.

Feet tremble,
Words mumble,
Senses jumble,
Your wet hairs.

Voice chock,
Pocket broke,
Ears smoke,
Your shopping spree.

Blood rush,
Lots of blush,
Reason for crush,
Your smile.

Make me care,
Let no one stare,
Feelings rare,
Child in you.

Make me fight,
No wrong no right,
Awake at night,
My love for you.

A glorious year

Written by arpitgarg

February 2, 2012 at 11:20 pm

Posted in Literary, Love

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  1. hmmmm … samajh aa raha hai…


    February 4, 2012 at 9:49 pm

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