An avid reader n a prolific writer. A mind that thinks too much, a heart that loves too much, i walk on..thinking, dreaming, seeking. In the quest for wanting to be somebody, i am content and overjoyed at being a 'Nobody' He and She She would dance and sway noisily with the wind He would often go to great lengths to visit her He ached to see her everyday, in fact all the time She would be silent at times, Yet, suddenly,without a warning, she would noisily come to him n first kiss his feet She would appear to laugh as she rained kisses on him
