Sometimes while falling in your eyes
I see my dream world inviting me...
The veil is lifted from my eyes
yet still I do not see the truth...
NOT BORN FROM THE ROYAL HOUSE
Each nocturnal, I lean closer...
I'm hearing those whispers again
that tap on my musical window...
Feelings is our glue
love is immanent in us...
It was half passed something-
the night I fell deeply for his naked silhouette...
I will gently hold your hand
and promise to never let it go...
I stare into his gorgeous eyes
I think I am in love...
Note: (A poem written for my darling wife on her...
Love is as kind as it is true...
If miles
were minutes...
I know of a white rose in a field of red
Whose beauty nullifies its thorns...
At times patience becomes antique, yet I'm often...