Somebody is talking about my subject.  
I know  
The subject of love is popular as sustaining...

Somebody is talking about my subject.  
They touch the area of my heart and pluck a flower for themselves, and they are trying to think about my subject.

My subject and I are immersed in our daily talks.  
We see you and laugh.

The last thing I want to say aloud is that I am grateful to laugh alongside my subject.

My subject, I both miss you and love you.  
©shivpoetesspriya