Your eyes committed. <br />Your hair, the sun shine on them committed. <br />The gentle movement of your bosom as you breathed, <br />Committed. <br />Your lips, they didn't move, in utter silence, <br />In the blush of youth, committed. <br />Your navel, hiding behind your Saree, a star on your waist, <br />Committed. <br />Committed to a confession. <br />A confession you never made. <br />Your tounge was tied. <br />You therefore never lied. <br />When will you come to me a sinner, <br />So that we can sin together?<br /><br />Hardik Vaidya<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/commitment-33/
