In the mood for love
I told the rain about you, With all its glory, with all its drops, And since then it didn't stop. I told the mountains about you, I have never seen them lush green before, With all its secrets it smiled back furthermore, I told the coffee about you, And it gave me the best brew, With all its beautiful brown colour, was the best fragrance ever drew. I told the moon and stars about you, It was the waning phase for few But it kept shinning like it's new. I told the birds about you, With all there chirping they came to my terrace, More than twice without any fright. Cumulatively they asked about you, I was with no answers but few, The story was of two, But neither I was there not you. Komal jamwal. Kj