True love has knocked my door at last,
How sweetly and how elegantly,
Exactly the love I have always desired.
When I have started putting my effort,
Always precarious is my future,
Yes it is always brutally challenging.
Your smile is not just brilliant,
Of course, it is also very sweet,
Until a long time it'll assure me.
Love was always a complex thing,
Obviating my life off its loneliness,
Violins here play very melodiously,
Ending not before we get old really.
Myself the Adam in our story,
E**ve is yourself in this saga.
Even Mountains Will Make Way For Me Seeing The Way You Love Me
It will be so gorgeous.
Acrostic Continuum.
You are my strength.
I will be strong with you.
Still you are not liable.
My HP Poem #1660
©Atul Kaushal