I was driven <br />In a plane <br />That had no propeller <br />But really speedier <br /> <br />It gave boost <br />To shoot <br />The fancy imagination <br />With colorful relation <br /> <br />I had surrendered to her blue eyes <br />But never tried <br />To know <br />Where we intended to go? <br /> <br />"To my safe vault" <br />Heavily guarded and built <br />To protect you from being hijacked <br />Or taken away and staked <br /> <br />I was sinking deep <br />With her intense peep <br />Into my eyes for question <br />I was going still down with excitation <br /> <br />This is delicate stage <br />That sees no age <br />Autumn or spring has no meaning <br />When hearts are out for winning<br /><br />hasmukh amathalal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/safe-vault/
