THAT GIRL
Distant roof of the house,
coming of the girl,
like sweet fragrance,
diverting my attention
from my study,
dancing of the sinews of my heart,
try to look towards me,
like moon from the clouds,
her gait, her laughter,
her stare,
All left there,
and i came in the city
dr. ram sharma
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/that-girl-38/
