A lonely street
Carpet of dry leaves and seeds
crunching as they get crushed beneath our feet
Wind playing a soulful beat
as it plays with the branches of the trees
We walk together side by side
Wind plays with my hair
pasting them on my face
you stop, you turn towards me
slide hair off my eyes
smile
take my hand
and we walk again
That was the best conversation I had with you.
A walk together
Image courtesy Art4heart
Keeping track of a wandering mind 
what heavenly post,
the mood, the relation, and the sound of your
AMAZING
beautiful romantic poem
hello friend, I have only one word for this poem..WOW, what imagery you have painted in this very well constructed piece, hope your pen flows forever 🙂
Jingle: Last one was kinda depressing post so I decided to write something smily this time. Glad you liked it 🙂
Kseverny: Thank you 🙂
William: Thank you 🙂 WOW sounds good to me 😀
Don’t you continue to amaze me or what??
I’m addicted to romantic poems.. and silent conversations 🙂
Where the eye and the touch do the whole talking ..sigh!
Happy Sunday,
glad that you changed from sadness to joyfulness…
cheers, 😉
What a lovely poem. 🙂
You are a great writer. I love the way you make me feel like I am the one experiencing it all. Keep up the wonderful work! Thank you for leaving a nice comment on my blog. I was away, so sorry for the late response. Have a great week. 🙂
I told you ..this is good, though you owe me one for this 🙂
simply lovely!!
Nanno1982: Thanks for dropping by 🙂 Silent conversations are indeed the best. Words are quite often inadequate.
Jingle: Ya it was getting increasingly depressing so time for a change 🙂
PaulAndrewRussel: Thank you 🙂 Glad you liked it.
Doraz: Glad to see you here Doraz. Thank you for the kind words 🙂
Bakfire: I owe it all to you, o my mentor 🙂 But Im still way behind your level.
Richajn: Thanks 🙂
Weird ! Don’t tell me you are talking on the lines of you-say-it-best-when-you-say-nothing-at-all ! If so, I surrender 🙂
new poem posted on my blog dear, a funny one, life isnt all doom and gloom happy february.
Sri Tatsat: Egg-zaactly my dear. Incidentally that one happens to be my all time favs (Ya ya I know…dats soo girly. So be it 😛 )
William: This when I was feeling so happy with myself for writing a sweet poem 😦 Cmon! This is surely not a doom and gloom poem.