Breeze just at the back yard of your house,
I love it like I love your breathe,
soothing and pleasant
like we listened that famous romantic duet with some cuddles and and a bit of salsa.
Still I wonder the shampoo you use , the perfume you spray
your hair is soft like velvet and the fragrance is still around my shoulders,
Don’t know how beautiful it would be if we could roam in that breeze with your open hair, and with that saree which I gifted you on your last birthday.
Sheer pleasure and a treat to eyes.
Don’t know whether I would just look at you or I would enjoy the ambiance.
As it would be like “surrender right now you can’t look anywhere else “
Feel the Love.
R Prakash Rao 