Dance of Tides
I feel shivering myself when I throw my coat down but body of her warmness with me give me a kind of such a heat to cool down in salty water with a forum of bear
Music of her anklets brings our friends like flying birds the hardness behind the juice of orange which is a kind of melting in a sky to live the sense of her hands when i catch her after throwing my coat, she swings with her moves to catch my eyes on her waist but my eyes stuck on her dress which was hiding a shine of memories of a pearl she catch my fingers i got shock she put my hands on her waist and dance with the music of a snake tail shells of softness with colour are reflecting to the friends who called to enjoy the last drip of salt in a rain
The moment was someone who open a new card and told me to fill with the dance of tides i setted down my frame to get the magical beats which tells the true story which happens in our true emotions of love with the paint of moves in a talk with the bite of a smile i left my brush and paint when she shows the shine of her eyes in the reflections of tides hold my breath and thought to loose the card and the coat in search of our beautiful moments in life which is also a kind of dance play by our feelings .
Suddenly I realise that the sun is end with my thought in favour of that i got a gift of my wash coat without a card.
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
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