Sparisam
How I long to touch -
Touch those letters
Which spell out your name…
Would the letters stick to my fingers
And chant your name after you are gone?
How I long to touch –
Touch that snap
Which we took in that dinghy shop…
Will your stubble poke my cheek
And make me giggle?
How I long to touch –
Touch that memory
Which is deep inside my mind…
Will I disappear in that darkness
And find you?
How I long to touch …
Your touch.
**Sparisam -- 'Touch' in Tamizh
Touch those letters
Which spell out your name…
Would the letters stick to my fingers
And chant your name after you are gone?
How I long to touch –
Touch that snap
Which we took in that dinghy shop…
Will your stubble poke my cheek
And make me giggle?
How I long to touch –
Touch that memory
Which is deep inside my mind…
Will I disappear in that darkness
And find you?
How I long to touch …
Your touch.
**Sparisam -- 'Touch' in Tamizh
posted by Kumari at 10:28 PM
4 Comments:
Very sweet, very quaint. Way to go, gal !
Nice touch C......
Chah! Great to have commenting back! I realized that you initially put the same post twice and wanted to post a comment saying "Two good" - sadly blooger spent enough time disallowing that option - so now I will just be honest and say "Too good" :)
*Kumari takes a bow*
@Vignesh: Thanks dude!
@Soms: Thankooo :-D
@Sagnik: Zigackly!Tried so hard to comment on your posts on Friday :( Thanks :)
@Vital: Thanks & Thanks - for the poem n the play! Bingo - yes it was meant to imply that..going by the play's thread :)
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