Winter Love

Here comes the winter,

that chills the air & these mist of the snow,

imagining kissing you would be another thing to show.

As the winter made the way,

Thus the love made us too soon,

To which I sense the YOU in my perfume...

In the mornings when it used to snow,

shivering love for you I used to know.

You turned & rested in up against my arms,

hugging kissing rested all laws & norms.

You made me cry too soon,

Now I sense YOU in my perfume...

For the feature of your love at sight,

I dream of you & me all day & night.

When in the jinx you jostled me to know,

Colors Oh so loud in your heart that you wore.

You made me realize love too soon,

Now I sense YOU in my perfume...

Winds that turned to the breeze on your say,

walls were broken for sunshine's love on way.

The love of sunshine made us soon,

You made me cry, Oh! too soon...

To which I now smell the YOU in my perfume...

(c) Subrat Singh (15.Nov.2006)