YOU AND I
Not mere fantasy..
Not a world of butterflies..
Not a bubble that bursts suddenly..
Not waves of elation..
Not a feeling from touch of lips.
Breaths intermingled,heats thumped ,body binds;
Is there a drop of love?
Then where love is born...
Love never born but dies.
yes, the spirit who bears witness to us..
In the name of god.
Love flows with one's own soul.
You and i through the doors of death.