In this cold hard chair Uncomfortable While I felt my bottoms pressed on it You raised your hand Offering me the gift of Conversation Like a present I unwrapped it Slowly Carefully Keeping the packaging unviolated Every word rings Like a music note that knows no rest Every rest Feels like an extension Of a string that connects One from another Your eyes I indulge As we exchange glances Words fall on deaf ears I am all eyes For this feeling Falls under no categorisation Maybe this is Unambiguously Unaltered love I thank you I love you I thank you I love you