My Second Poem from Him..

It is a wonderful morning... The first thing I saw was a msg from him..
We had a wonderful conversation last night.. I felt loved again.. Wanted..

Love is an emotion, a natural feeling. It will not be lost.. just weak or strong.
And just with a little attention, it will spring to life, reminding us why we have loved in the first place 'cos we all tend to forget, what is it that we loved about that person, that very day, that very moment when sparks flew...

From the first skip of the Heart...
To the incessant pounding at every part;
From the first touch



A Little Sweet Nothing..

Open your window tonight
So I can blow a kiss in the air
And the breeze from the wind will
Direct it to your house and through your window
And lay softly upon your cheek.
And in the morning when you wake up
You will smell me in the air
Even though I am here

You'll know that I was there...