The silken touch of a sultry evening,
The cooling breeze on a hot day,
The soft voice whispering, chasing the lonely silence away,
Unconditionally, giving without pay.
The thought not spoken, but still understood,
Always near, even miles afar.
Giving warmth where there's no heat.
Giving strentgh that does not fade.
A treasure to share, never spent, never lacking
A Hunger fed, with just a single bite.
silence grows till it's all encompassing,
darkness feeds and grows,
Lonelyness, and emptiness ever present, like uninvited quests
Not a brook could quench my thirst
Such is it's power and its worth
Unlike love, without demand
Slow but steady, growing, ripening
Tasting better with each year
Anonymus, almost shy she starts
But suddenly she is there !
And precious, like a treasure rare.
And There you were, a Suprise unseen.
Ready to be cherished, nurtured, grow
and who knows the flower that will blossom,
or the sweetnes of its perfume !