These are not just poems that I write for you,
But I lay down pieces of my heart in a jigsaw that you will complete.
These are not just words that I say daily to you,
But these are peacock feathers out of my wings of love complete.
These are not just feelings that I possess about you,
But these are delicate flowers of true love needing care complete.
My HP Poem #864
©Atul Kaushal