Watered with honey and seasoned with love. Spiced with care and endowed with beauty.
A hub of love that hypnotised my soul and mesmerises my mind.
Lost my centre of gravity and crashed into it.
A resistance to gossip, that prolongs the beat of love in my heart. I pray thee she keeps singing.
Once again my friend, fear has become a neighbour.
Is she about to stop singing?
That I don't know.