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I'm the air that blows on your back on a sticky summer night, I'm the skip of a heartbeat on your first frightened flight, That comforting warmth of a sip of whisky in the winter cold, When you thought life was but hopelessness, I'm that flicker of hope, I'm the tease of a smile in your child that i...
Posted on 18 October 2010 | 6:08 pm
Read post-there's a gleam in your eyes when you are cooking. you seem to be equally comfortable with a ladle in your hand in front of the stove... as you are with a mouse in your hand in front of a computer. Computer whizz or Indian chef....? I cannot decide. -your eyes keep darting to my plate as soon as yo...
Posted on 2 September 2010 | 1:45 pm
Read postHey there missus, may I ask you "how do you do?",Here I am writing a letter that wouldn't reach you,In a place where the skies are always light blue,But no telephone, no postbox, no communication tool.60 odd years that I had to spend with you,Those last 60 days that I had to put you through.I heard...
Posted on 26 August 2010 | 1:40 pm
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