"Oh! Its a treat
Its ur company
with love in the air & spirits high
Utter silence, Solitude & heavy breaths
Eyes heavy , half closed & shy
Divine joy, thronging heart-beats
Hand-in-hand, a kiss strengthen our tie
Love confined to limit
Years compressed to minutes
When passionate moments fly
Time to depart.....
Flowery togetherness pricked
With sharp thorn of "GOOD BYE"
And Then----
Missing You is Unavoidable as breathing
In that case
I would prefer to die.."
