WAS HE IN LOVE
When he Met Her
I am hiding her name not because of any fear,
And she is sliding no blame, to put or not to put it here,
It’s neither a fake tale, nor a glass on my eye that I wear,
But it happened both ways, and he got a chance too to say some one his dear.
That was an evening, teach,
The moon was flooring underneath,
The waves were poring the story into,
The clouds were crawling along with two,
His foot step followed, and she understood,
They walked into gap, but not long they could,
The next day was searching, into there heart,
Matching time matching place, and matching there heart,
The whole day struggled to make a peep,
And was able to with his sleep,
Day and night coupled and watered the seed,
When they said hi and hello, to there emotional breed.
That was a reciting walk,
Pouring nectar into our talks,
Along the beach, beyond the dream,
After a hand shake, when breathe got clean.
Relaxing into panic foot wears, started!
Making ones own moves, started!
Some listening skills and some speaking skills
They both were rounding off the loving pills.
The day came, when his rose got red,
He wonder! Pinching himself if he was dead,
It was not sympathy of loosing his rose,
It was really an acceptance with a return high dose,
Into his arms and onto in her, they folded there assets surrendering each other,
Going to dream into together, they felt they are one and none other,
The natural petals on her face, rolled in his, like a trusting case,
The feeling got deep, opening there entire alarming safe,
And the heart beat started rocking there too,
Saying with a loud pulse
I love u !!!!!…… I love u!!!!!!…… I love u !!!!!