Like the feel of bare foot
On the wet grass,
Like the scent of mud
After that summer rain,
Like a hot cup of coffee
With sky crying its hundred tears,
Like an unknown flavor
Bringing in a new feel,
Like the aroma of wild jasmine
Which a breezy night bestows,
You bring in a new sensation
Engulfing me unawares.
With your hands holding mine
With your eyes holding mine
Let the time stop on this moment
With just you and me!
Deepa Thomas
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-and-me-7/
