Warm touch, Caressed love.
In your enveloping arms
I die.


Warm lips, firm grip.
When you lift me up,
I come alive.


Closed eyes,
Your breath is all I feel
Surrounded by you,
That is the only place I want to be.


Undying love
You make me strong..


Your one touch
Can bring me back to life

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  1. MarkJune 25, 2012 at 9:19 AM

    That touch can bring you to life, but a loss of it can kill you inside too. I loved it though :)

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  2. Confused SoulJune 25, 2012 at 9:26 AM

    awww beautiful PhilO :D

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  3. Selvaggia CapizziJune 25, 2012 at 9:46 AM

    Simply...touching!

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  4. Palak DuaJune 25, 2012 at 11:03 AM

    this is like so damn lovely :) :) ur blog n ur writing skills r irresistable :) <3

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  5. ScarletJune 25, 2012 at 4:40 PM

    Sweet and romantic touch ~ Nice to see the poetry form ~

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  6. Misterio VidaJune 25, 2012 at 10:25 PM

    ahan...romantic poetry :) nice lines...even though i dont understand much poetry but still i can appreciate :)

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  7. Rahul BhatiaJune 25, 2012 at 11:23 PM

    Lovely passionate poetry Juhi:) You are truly multifaceted!

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  8. Rahul BhatiaJune 26, 2012 at 1:13 AM

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  9. Dreaming Wanderer. www.tonightidream-iwander.blogspot.comJune 26, 2012 at 1:25 AM

    warm n romantic :)
    juhi ur just awesum at dis!! ;)

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  10. JackJune 26, 2012 at 1:34 AM

    Philo,

    Drenched in love.

    Take care

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  11. JeevanJune 26, 2012 at 2:45 AM

    Lovely poem! gentle and warm...

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  12. IrfanuddinJune 26, 2012 at 11:39 AM

    Lovely, filled with the feel of love....:)

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  13. R-A-JJune 26, 2012 at 10:36 PM

    U r a romantic, aren't u??? :)

    Lovely words, PhilO :)

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    1. PhilO♥June 27, 2012 at 12:05 AM

      haha, in reality, I'd be the last one to be romantic :P

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  14. Jyoti MishraJune 27, 2012 at 1:43 AM

    being " teh last one to be romantic" u did a pretty good job in expressing the sparkling romance :)

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  15. Red HandedJune 27, 2012 at 1:55 AM

    Y soo much love :( I dont like love :(

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  16. LisaJune 27, 2012 at 6:24 AM

    wow, beautiful!

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  17. Sri ValliJune 27, 2012 at 9:31 AM

    I guess you are writing a poem after a long time!....Gr8 one!...Very romantic and touching!...Loved it ;)

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  18. Brian MillerJune 27, 2012 at 1:36 PM

    nice...that is a beautiful bit of love....your breath, all i need...smiles...

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  19. AnuJune 27, 2012 at 2:46 PM

    Nicely written Philo.
    "Your one touch
    Can bring me back to life" - Wow - Very strong & passionate.

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  20. jelai♥June 27, 2012 at 8:30 PM

    Romance is one powerful word to express. L♥ve the passages..

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  21. AshJune 28, 2012 at 3:29 AM

    A romantic at heart! Lovely :)

    Check out my latest post btw, would love your opinion!

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  22. ashokJune 28, 2012 at 10:26 AM

    The queen of romance!

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  23. Seeker of EquanimityJune 28, 2012 at 10:34 AM

    didnt see you write poems for sometime... good to have you bck in form :-)

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  24. M'Bai MadrasiJune 29, 2012 at 3:51 AM

    Beautiful Philo,
    these words reflect the romance in you , moved:)

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  25. AnonymousJune 29, 2012 at 11:27 AM

    awesome, awesome poetry! Also love the picture of Spencer and Toby! :)
    Juliet

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  26. SagittarianJune 30, 2012 at 7:04 AM

    So lovely Philo..:) Thanks for sharing..:) Muaaahh!!:)

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  27. Saru SinghalJuly 3, 2012 at 2:54 PM

    Lovely, simple and profound!

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  28. lizJuly 4, 2012 at 5:21 AM

    Beautiful.<3

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  29. Ifrah YousufJuly 10, 2012 at 8:06 PM

    Lovely!

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