I Wanna Float Like A Leaf
Flying In A Fall Breeze
And Land Close To Your Feet
If That’s The Way We Could Meet

I Wanna Be A Stone
On The Path You Walk In The Noon
So You Feel Me Under Your Feet
If Thats The Way We Could Meet

When The Noon Sun
Started Blazing Like A Stove
You Put The Table Fan
Out In The Lawn To Cool Off
The Wilting Grass

Sitting On The Door Step
On This Warm Summery Day
I Can Still Feel A Cool Breeze
Hanging Over Our Lawn

“What Is Your Favourite Number?”
You Asked Me
The Mischevious Smirk
On Your Lips
Lighting Up Your Eyes

The Dusty Red And Black
Book You Got From The Library
With White Numbers
On The Cover
In Your Hands

Days Have Gotten Longer
With Sun Light Lingering Around
Playing Hide And Seek Among Trees
Like It Does Not Want To Set

Mornings Come Early
With The Sun Peeking
Through The Window Curtains
Waking Me Up With Warm Kisses

Here And There
Greeny Grass Leaves
Are Starting To Wakeup
From The Dried Muddy Crust

Walking Along The Foot Path
Breathing The Spring In The Air
I Spotted A Little Yellow Flower
Just A Bud But It Was There

You Put Down The Cup
After Taking One Sip
“Oh Hot…”
The Eye Brows Arched
Like Loaded Bows
Lips Rolled In
Followed By A Giggle

Sitting Across The Table
Looking At You
And Sipping My Coffee
My Mind Floating On Cloud
I Was In Heaven

“Shall I Come Over….?”
“Now…?”
“Yes…. Why Not?”
“But How..? How Can You Be Here”
“You Want Me To..?”
“I Would Love To… But How..?”

I Wanted To Be There Too
To Be With You
Right Then And There
Over At Your Side