I don't know how and why we established a rapport...
It's more of pious...
Sometimes I am sick...but he is panacea for me...
He thinks he is imperious... I say he should be treated like God..
Sometimes I am tether of all the stuff...
He scrutinizes me and of all the other things his feelings embraces me...
And I am happy with it...
I keep expecting much, he fulfills with his platonic...
Now I don't say I want you but more of it... I ADMIRE YOU...
His purity is in me, my faith is now his...
For the world he is mediocre, for me he is elegant...
I am still in a chaos, Our faith, Our dreams...
"Our"!!! How beautiful it sounds...
Oh! Sorry!!! Where was I?
I am still in chaos, our faith, our dreams needs to explicit...?
No... I don't think so...
He never lures at me nor do I...
Rather he always respects my words...
Feeling him is a religion to me, listening him feels like going to a sacred place...
We are not together everywhere, everyday...
But we are not separate...
Our love is with each other...
"OUR"!!! How beautiful it sounds...
Is it tangible to see we are in curb...at all the points... Is it?
No, not at two points... We talk a lot...
Day and nights are same for us,
And we fight a lot... Apart from these we are in curb...
...
We love a lot...
"We"... How beautiful it sounds... :)
I never sneer at his faith, I can't ever do that.. So does he.
Sometime we scream to hell,
But above everything, we are in love.
Lemme correct it, Love is in us :)
I whim all the times, I whim day and night...
I know today I am ecstatic of all the attention...
Would this lead to agitation for tomorrow...
I am impervious to all of these...
Rein of our love does not exist in the real world...
And about imaginary, I don't bother...
The chauffeur of our love is the love itself...
Rest doesn't matter...
He is a buster...He loves me beyond the curb...Though he never asserts...
I am a buster too...I love him like a never ending furrow...
Where plants of our platonic keeps on growing...
He is obstinate, very obstinate...
And I am obstinate to his dreams...
His dreams!!!
Let me correct... And I am obstinate to our dreams...
"Our"... How beautiful it sounds... :)
I keep dreaming to be with him...
I keep dreaming to be loved by him...
I am excited of his first touch...
I wish to look at him for never ending hours...
I whim to rest on his chest for the lifetime...
Suddenly, my dreams gave me special kindness...
Which somehow not felt good...It was indulgent...
I woke up and realized... It's not the time to dream...
It is the time to keep all my promises alive...
It's the time to intact my eternal love...
I am with you... I promise, I am always with you...
I know you are bound with your responsibilities...
I know you are also passionate about your future, about your dreams...
And...
Your dreams are mine now...
I will keep dreaming about you...
Nobody can play with that zeal...
No one can fathom my love...
But I promise,
I will make sure, that my wishes won't let you down...
I will be very meticulous at every step...
I promise...
I promise...
Do you think our relation fizzled?
No...
I will define this as "FOND WITH THE GOD"
Just a news that he is happy somewhere, feels somersault...
I know we lack that endearment which every other couple might have...
But we own that... that faith... The faith to connect with God.
I know I am obsessed, it is by nature...
But I also know you are hankered for warm tomorrow...
My love is at it's simmer...
Very calm... very pure... above downcast feel...
With faith...Beyond caste...Above erotica...Purely submissive...
Eternal and pious... FOND WITH THE GOD... :)
