behind the mask....
Friday, June 02, 2006
call of the highway..
Call of the highway
Highway beckoned him
He got in his car
He had had enough
Enough of her absence.
Hitting the accelerator
He sped on.
He sensed an ecstasy
That always drugged him
To the cloud nine
Ecstasy – that is what
Her presence was like
In his veins.
He sped on.
The darkness goading him.
Moon being his constant companion.
Stars taking time out
To smile at the road ahead.
It started raining.
it always rained
When she was not there.
He sped on.
Then he saw her I
n the raindrop
On the windscreen.
A tiny drop
Slipping down sensuously
That reminded him
Of her uninhibited moves.
With that, He sped on.....
abhinav
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