14th April 2016

I wake up, you are the first to welcome me back
I sleep, you are by my side, your hair on my face
I speak I see you in front of me
I read a line I want to show off to you
I listen a song I want you to know and listen
I heard a story I want to narrate to you
I saw a scene I want to portray to you
I witness a deed I want to share
I eat a morsel I want you to taste
I turn on my side, I watch as not to disturb you

I love you I do not have any longings
I love you as the sun shall rise every day
I love you with every shade of color
                      a new shade everyday
a new butterfly expanding its wings to
                        to portray its array
I love you from now to the end of my time
I have writ you in my soul embalm to my senses
I have felt no peace such
I have felt no longings such
I have felt no pleasure
                   I know it is but a perception of mine
But I never loved such to know my perception being a delight
You know not of the depth to which I have gone
You know not of the deep terrains that I have explored
        to learn of whether it is love
you may not know
        'coz I may lose my harking of you
you may not know
 but I love to love you thus
like the pearl in the oyster, the oyster unaware
but you are the oysters autobiography