Saturday, September 08, 2012

Tittle Tattle

Slight tickling in the ribs,
hiding a smile behind lips,
knuckles feeling light,
head spinning left and right.

It's not anything new,
and no, not something old,
Nothing worth nothing,
and no, not precious like gold.

No more she walked,
she hopped, skipped, and jumped,
No more she talked,
she sang, whistled and hummed.

The longing in the eyes,
and giggle in her pout,
Tittle tattle was all he did,
And she waited, day in and out.


Gargi Gupta said...

True story! good one Yogi

Yogesh said...

Thanks Gargi :)

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