To my love

Walking down the aisle, hand on hand,

Playing with your hairs and leaving trails on sand.

But the time passes by so fast,

I wish these moments would last.

 

The valentine's week began, 

And i still dont know about any plan.

I have no idea as this is the first time,

And with that my poems began to rhyme.

 

This time cupid had shot really hard, 

And i fell just like the house of cards.

Those moments were definitely bliss,

And are something which i would miss.

 

When you look straight into my eyes,

Out of nowhere i could feel those butterflies.

All those poems and the proses were on you,

But still i could never say that I love you.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I had no idea about love before she "The woman" made me fall for her.For the first time I was running short of words.Though this poem may seem to be lame,but I'm proud of falling for such a wonderful person.The irony is, "in thousands of pages I could write millions of times how much I love her,but not even once I could say that to her."

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