my dearest moon walked in a ramp yesterday,
walked on a stilleto very concious of her beautiful catwalk.
the stars cheered and clapped and blew kisses ,
but she threw me a saucy smile....
the milkyway spread the snow white carpet for her...
she glided gracefully over it.
planets were pushing each other for a glimpse of my queen.
and i watched her wondering.....is she really mine?
her mood sways upwards as she gets slimmer....
and i get moon struck when she is rounder...
she winked at me as she walked.....
with me arm in arm,
to bow to the audience...
i am elated,excited....crazy...
coz i'm her fashion designer.....
shree
