I believe my heart is close to your heart,
So I share my thoughts to you.
I suppose your heart is a little far from my heart,
So you hesitate to share yours thoughts to me.

Love is not...
... philosophy,
... science,
... theosophy,
... metaphysics,
... material;

but love is impeccable BOND of TWO HEARTS!

Why did I discover you in the constelllation of stars and bring close to my heart and deck you with my poesies? THIS IS LOVE!

Love is neither a game nor a sport played in matches and looked for results;
rather, it is the song of two hearts sung ever in unison.

When does love begin in one's life?
Love neither begins nor ends. It is always in one's heart, and is revealed to the pre-ordained person at its pre-ordained time.

Do you pour your love on the one who cannot understand or receive yours? Then stop it!

How do you find out that one who pours his/her love on you is real, sincere and true?
Study his/her heart?

Love is neither a garment nor an attire; rather, love is a virtue clothed with virginity and chastity.

Love can nerver be expressed in blabbering and empty words; rather, love can be felt in silence.

Even if our 'persons' part, our hearts never part for they (our hearts) dwell beyod time.

My thoughts and poetry are not merely fancy, but living expressions of my love for you, They are deathless.

Love is not the concept conceived in one's mind; rather, it is an ineffable devotiona admiration born of one's tender heart to someone near and dear.

Let my heart dwell in your presence and beget joy boundlessly.

The love that I had in my prime time
is the same of the love that I have in
you mow.

Love is not a force, but an inspiration born spontaneously.