His pain is my tear,
His anxiety my fear,
My happiness his smile,
Its a journey beyond a mile,
In the arms of dark night,
When I feel low
His magic becomes light,
Driving me away from pain,
He is my unmatched gain,
My talks are his stories,
In his arms I live memories,
His eyes are romance,
asking me Shall we dance,
I am a feeling he can't say no,
He is music that I can't let go,
My dimples are his his happiness,
Making me live is his madness,
I am his heart's precious section,
He is my irrecoverable personal addiction!
Hello Pallavi.
ReplyDeleteIt's a good feeling being addicted to love knowing the one you love is the source of the addiction. Love is indeed like a drug...one can never get enough of its potent nectar. This is one drug that has no cure for me & I intend to stay an addict of love as long as there is life in me (smile).
Beautifully expressed.
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Hey Andy,
DeleteThank you so much for liking Andy. Of all the things in this world, the only thing that soothes me is this addiction of being in love. I wish you and your wife to be in love forever and even after that :)
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Fiona
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