Saturday, August 14, 2010

We were high..

'Best friends'.. Called the grape vine
while we had fun on the cloud nine.

Together, we'd go distances
though present, but little, were nuances.

Easy friends
know what the other understands.

We cooked, drank on the countless nights
didn't know, were creating a bond on highs.

Sometimes, opened the books together
would laugh 'em off, thought would re-write 'em, together.

Uncertain, we were, where it led to, the way
enjoyed the scenes around, clicked memories away.

Life would give two ways, to choose one
we'd nonchalantly go into the simpler one.

There were green dreams in eyes, to follow
but all we knew was to be slow, go with the flow.

We'd go slow, but knew, the kite would soar
feared the future, talked, but knew, the boat would reach the shore.

In the comfortable apartment, music flew
time passed regrettably fast, friendship grew.

Sometimes, seems like the end is near
or the life would smoothen-up after changing the gear.

Wont change the picture
'cause they have a special place there.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

On a Quintilis Rendezvous ! Version 2.0

Quintilis twenty eight
date with the sweet mate.

At a distance, in a station
a perfect start to my vacation.

A fairy gracing a material venture
meets me with a warmy gesture.

Together, we take a ride to a brasserie
have smoke rings that put her oceanic face to eerie.

Can't have more, she defies her choice
I have more, buys me time with my favorite voice.

Urges to leave, we move to a coffee place
Floral skirt, semi-painted nails reason me a happy face.

Over the coffee, she tells me the time we didn't see together
I hate the fate for the distance, circumstances that hover.

She can speak endlessly, I wont stop her
Often, I don't get it but the aura makes me a romeo lover.

My favorite Iceberg is now hers too
ticking clock saddens my heart, she leaves for loo.

I take out, re-read the Version 1.0
fail to figure how to make the present fun.

On the ride back home, with her, i'm silent
and attempt to keep her modesty by making the flying skirt resilient.

She smiles, steals me
I present to her the Version 1.0 that she'd read at home, and
she smiles again, steals me.. again !

'Miss you already'
'You and your dialogues ;)'