 Friends        | who am i? that's a mystery for me too I'M CrAzY....SaSSy....NaUgHty....0uTg0 I want to do everything and anything possible i can in this short life. Want to go to moon, explore deep waters of ocean , fly in limitless sky, want to enjoy my life to fullest..... any thing more you want serrah: Thank you Vinay your so nice 15 years ago • Report • Link 0  vinay to mystique: If I were a sailor I would dive deeply Into the ocean of your silky hair Where the waves are lost towards infinity Up to the perfume of a sweet love affair. If I were a swimmer I would drown with lies Into your glittering crocodiles tears of sensitivity Where your diamond's quest will drive me As far as the lair of your soul's eyes If I were a philatelist I would take delight Of your mouth's line where the perfection Of your nectar will share the spotlight In the dessert of my collection. If I were a mountaineer I would climb up Your high mountain's legend Where the everlasting snows will only blow up When your pleasure come to an end. If I were a painter I would soak my brush Into your virgin forest ready to blush Where only a coolness torrent will flow At the banks' mouth before the afterglow. If I were a poet in love I would mix those taboo Into verses that will only look alike When my eccentric imagination would like To tell you without any regret.... I love you. vinay to pokerpro: If I were a sailor I would dive deeply Into the ocean of your silky hair Where the waves are lost towards infinity Up to the perfume of a sweet love affair. If I were a swimmer I would drown with lies Into your glittering crocodiles tears of sensitivity Where your diamond's quest will drive me As far as the lair of your soul's eyes If I were a philatelist I would take delight Of your mouth's line where the perfection Of your nectar will share the spotlight In the dessert of my collection. If I were a mountaineer I would climb up Your high mountain's legend Where the everlasting snows will only blow up When your pleasure come to an end. If I were a painter I would soak my brush Into your virgin forest ready to blush Where only a coolness torrent will flow At the banks' mouth before the afterglow. If I were a poet in love I would mix those taboo Into verses that will only look alike When my eccentric imagination would like To tell you without any regret.... I love you. vinay to Jane: We all need someone To talk to in our life, A friend to whom we run In times of stress or strife A friend who's always there Throughout the years, A friend we know will care And take away our fears. A friend who's always near, Waiting for our call, To wipe away our tears, And lift us when we fall. A loving friend indeed, On whom we can depend To fulfill our every need - Thank you, precious friend vinay to bones: The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, The figure she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen from her eyes, Because that is the doorway to her heart, The place where love resides. The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, But true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, The passion that she shows. The beauty of a woman With time, only grows.. ........... vinay |
