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What is the magic you have done to me
Days are moving on
Weeks are just flying
I stopped hearing to the clock
All I started is listening to my heart

All the colors of the season
are streamed in the songs
you are singing to me.
Leafless trees are
draped in an unfamiliar beauty
with the harmonious composition
of your emotions.

When the first snow flake touches my lips,
I will close my eyes and
long for your touch to make it 'MELT'.
You saw me in sunshine
and said you are mine.
I wonder what you would say me seeing
in snow shine.

Winter solstice is not too far
White fluffy snow streets
may be imagining our footprints adjacently
And I am imagining myself
watching the Christmas eve
thr' the windows of your heart...ohhh!!
It can be the lovely harvest of that season.