Far away somewhere early in the morning.
I woke up with a soft voice calling my name.
As I tried to see through the mist of rising sun.
I see an unseen, unknown cute face.
I hear an unheard, unrecognized sweet voice.
The face that makes me loose control.
The voice that drives me insane.
I wonder who that will be,
And when that day will come.
When finally I might be,
able to see and touch,
My Dream Girl
Saturday, August 19, 2006
My Dream Girl
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3 comments:
@ vikas,
g8 mate. really impressed. keep them coming..
:)
thanks supni,
this is something you know just a bit here there..
hey Vicky, its really romantic & very cute...keep it up!!
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