When the grass lingers the hot season <br />everywhere -no slight ruins of summer <br />when I linger to see your face when <br />I sit down to write poetry, you come in me <br />My heart is you, my life is you. I have <br />known love only from you.Thus, you <br />dwell in my eyes and live in my poetry.<br /><br />Vizard Dhawan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-dwell-in-my-eyes-live-in-my-poetry/
