The Thought To Lose You…

When you are with me,
I feel myself on a green land.
The thought of losing you,
Brings me on a hot sand.
With you I feel so smooth a sail in a boat,
The thought to lose you sinks my boat.
With you every obstacle is like a flower,
The thought of losing you,
Strikes me against the rocks every hour.
With you my every day is a sunshine,
The thought of losing you I feel my life is not mine…

© 2012 Pimmi Nag