It is a boon for me.
Lost I have nothing,
Of you I think highly,
Variety I have seen,
Even more remains.
You are the divine Angel,
Our dreams being nurtured,
Untold stories of our love.
Loving you is my independence.
Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 8:33 AM UTC
It is a boon for me.
Lost I have nothing,
Of you I think highly,
Variety I have seen,
Even more remains.
You are the divine Angel,
Our dreams being nurtured,
Untold stories of our love.
Loving you is my independence.
My HP Poem #897
©Atul Kaushal
