Weaving beautiful words,
With threads of colourful emotions
I’m creating a bedspread of memories.
And when you’ll be back to me,
We shall lie on it,
Soaking in comfort,
Smiling at our love-journey.
When times get cold and skies turn grey
We’ll lie beneath it,
Cozy in our shelter,
Rejoicing each other’s company.
Aww..How sweet and lovable:)
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you could relate to it, let's me know I'm writing sense :)
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