• anweshachatterjee 24w

    The walk was
    Under the shades of greenery,
    With sun's rays,
    Peeping in just to kiss my skin,
    In that book.
    But really, in the the real world;
    Noon it was,
    With sun's rays pricking my skin,
    And heat waves
    Making it all the more difficult,
    And your hand,
    Hugging mine not really much
    But enough to fall in love with
    The whole thing.