We will not meet,my words will stayclose to your heart.

Your tenderness has pervaded into the very pore of my being. Last night I inhaled the fragrance of the moon!

She once told me that she stalks me day and nightShe has me in her feelings and in her sight...Her heart keeps telling me things in the night that she is afraid to tell me in daylight...My heart know that she loves meBut life is strange and we never know where two people will end up nextLove and soul are not to beholdHer eyes speak in unknown wordsAnd we continue to drift sometimes nearerand sometimes apart!!

Your feet the steps you take are all poetry for me...

We will read books together inside the blanket and stay warm. And keep writing poetry in our respective journals. Time will fly but we will still remain inside the blanket forever.

She cured me of my sadness.

She asked me the definition of beauty. So I told her name in my reply!

Your love intoxicates me into an intoxication of intoxicating intoxication.

When she laughs the world stops for a while!