Wednesday, April 04, 2007
A day/night at the beach
The virgin chef heat her wok.
Frying rice for great surprise,
Touched are you i do not know,
Happy am i cooking for you.
The aroma of curry lingers till today.
A simple dish it may be,
when prepared with love,
a delicacy it turns out to be.
Beyond the horizon,
the golden sun sets.
Nestling in the tent,
the cozy space for two.
Listen to the ripples of the waves,
soothing us to sleep under the velvet sky.
Pitter patter of the morning rain,
snuggling closer side by side.
Awoke to the
chirping of the birds,
with dreamy eyes i look at you.
A faint smile lit your face,
the smile i hope for everyday.
With you @10:33 PM
