Pr()m!se


Hug me
Hold me
Squeeze me...
Be with me
Forever!
Dance with me,
Keep holding my hand.
Kiss me softly in the rain
And...
Promise me
You'll always be mine.
Promise me
You won't leave...
Promise me
You'll never turn your back on me.
Promise me
That I am the one.
And I promise,
I'll promise everything you want!

Comments

  1. ShafiJuly 5, 2009 at 3:37 AM

    wow.... so sweet, cute and so simple.!

    Nice poem...


    And guess what, My lucky days are going to end soon... :(

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  2. NotionJuly 5, 2009 at 8:22 AM

    not many can make that promise

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  3. DibsyJuly 5, 2009 at 9:28 AM

    That rose looks edible. *___* lol random

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  4. Bella_182July 5, 2009 at 11:23 AM

    wow I love it.Better then what I could ever do.It totally rocks great job ^_-

    Thanks for the post I LOVE your blog.it's sooo cool.very nice

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  5. OpaqueJuly 5, 2009 at 2:37 PM

    Apart from "squeeze me", I liked this piece! Keep writing!!!

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  6. TaraJuly 5, 2009 at 7:05 PM

    Aww, that is so sweet! I love the rose too (it's my favorite flower). :)

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  7. PhilO♥July 6, 2009 at 1:39 AM

    @ Shafi: Thnks a ton!! What's up with your lucky days? Where they going?

    @ Notion: Umm...I know, very less people can make it! Lesser can keep it!

    @ Dibsy: I was going to put up a better pik but my net had some problem so I couldn't upload it!

    @ Bella : Love you !!! You rock!! Thanks a lot ♥♥

    @ Brosreview: Lol !!! You're funny! :D

    @ Tara: Thank you so much!!!

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  8. Arnab MajumdarJuly 6, 2009 at 4:20 AM

    That sounded like the lyrics of a song... these words are begging for a tune girl, give them that! :D

    Cheers...

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  9. Americanising DesiJuly 6, 2009 at 11:32 PM

    oh my God.
    now that is tasty :D

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  10. AnonymousJuly 7, 2009 at 5:31 AM

    Thanks Juhi for visiting my blog. I hope to see you again. Have fun. You also have a great blog.

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  11. Sakhi.July 9, 2009 at 10:53 PM

    good....u even get time 2 write dis stuuf,..!!
    nice....sweet!!

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