When did you first fall in love?""I think, I first fell in lovewhen I was in fifth gradewith this boy who kept his glass ruler in the sunlight and made rainbows on my desk with it.

A Writer in Love.I was just a word weaverWhat did I know of love?Only thatSome days when the words weren’t enough,I knewI was in love.

The sea loved the moonWhen she was supposed to love the shore.The moon knewAnd hence made his intentions known. That she should love the shoreWho was destined for her.Yet his protests seemed weak. And even when he pushed her towards the shore-She always retreated back.To want, to need, to love the moonFor all she's worth.Everyone said, it wasn't meant to happen.Yet, the Tsunami rose that night for their union.

I see specks of the Universe in your eyes.A body of stardustthat gives me a high.And when we make lovethe stars shine brighter than usual.When we lie there holding each other, I see love making us.

I do not blame himfor not knowing the gentleness of my soul.When I only showed him,how violently I loved.

You tasted like fireAnd I miss that.So, at timesI drank a little.And at times,I drank too much.But I only drankTill it burned me enough.

How did you know it was love?" "It never really hurt this much before.

Choose wisely From those who start A fire in your heart. Some may burn you to shreds,While you were looking for warmth.

The summer in youcalms the winter in me.