Silent Conversations-9

Sun wrote...

Your skin is that perfume factory... which my olfactory senses adore...
Your smile is my yoga...
Your lips are bliss...
Your hair is the black night...
Your touch, a hair raising kiss...
Your breath is a tornado...
And your look, a heavy snowfall...
You drive me mad..you drive me crazy!

Angel Wrote...

A drop of rain that kissed my skin,
A drop of love that trickled within,
Every droplet reminded me of you
I am chilled, drenched, soaked, not in the monsoon...
But in the rain of your love...