• avadhuta 6w

    Thus it is that I Want to write you in my words but how fool am I to capture ocean in my palm
    One can smell fragrance spread around but now I get why always there is fair around me
    That fragrance was coming through me
    And you were fragrance itself
    Who am I the mystery is yet to be solved
    But it will happen if you let me
    And how strange it is that by loosing myself
    So rich have I become.
    ©avadhuta