There are some dreams,
which everybody sow,
For money, for fame, and for love,
all alone, together or in a group,
for some are divine and some are poop,
but there are these special ones,
where nothing concedes or supercedes,
every fear and risk recedes,
all scientific calculations loose,
and all mathematics and observations fail,
Those are the ones with Mr.god, my dear,
with The one and only, and you there ,
you don't know, nobody knows its feel, scientifically,
To be closer to him, and his definition is all it reels,
with the one he chooses for you,
where with the spirit, is the sewn dream talks,
with it, it plays, in fun, and in pain,
in dreams, both in laugh and disdain,
so is the one dream for me with you, my love,
should it matter of its existence either should you know?,
or I know?, I don't know,
for its one lil feeling,
an abstract, undescribable truth,
a reality but imperceptible or invalid scientifically,
but give in to the serendipity,
and the events, the blast of feelings in us,
for those moments drive the heartfelt emotions,
of anger, love, hatred, and fear,
for they don't come for anybody than dear,
for those events are not more than mere,
a reason to bring us closer,
to hit, love or tear the bugbear,
to kick, laugh, fight and love,
The unfailing essence of the love dove,
which is in fact, another way to get to know each other,
I eagerly express my intense spiritual desire,
is that the same you show about me,
to mr.god on the first floor?,
or are you choosing him to sneak out of your door,
the very first thing he stands for my dear is love,
are you choosing to throw it in a cove,
behold my dear, behold,
for this connection will never return in this life,
Once chosen in mundane,
it might seem like a change,
but is not in another game,
is this what move on means,
ask, if it is what your heart says,
go for it, for if that makes you happy,
No words of regret of loving you,
no bitching about you,
or calling you names, darling,
never will I do so, allow me,
but a moment to bless you a happy life,
and a couple of memories of loving you,
spending with you those lovely time,
which are much stronger than any wine,
they will abound me, all the time,
now, then and ever, and forever,
until i become a never,
until I have feelings,
No matter where I go,
all alone I will, anyway, I know,
To hell or heaven,
I don't know,
but I will love you even there,
that is the promise I make to you,
a promise to love you,
may not a promise to buy you a large diamond,
or take you on a long cruise,
but to feed you lovingly by hand,
even with a bruise,
not to give you a palace to live in,
but to take you to my hut and treat like a queen,
all said and done my dear, I know,
At the end, its between me and Mr.god,
I know he will not dishonor my faith,
And he also knows, my spirit will wait for you.
