Daily......

We have eight hours in a day, that we see each other,

Though thousand grab our attention, they do bother,

But sitting beside each other, we seem wiser,

In the void, we have each other side by side,

Then we can talk and walk the miles we want,

To the place, river, and the Ponds,

Into pool and the seas, just being with you literally,

Every time you blink your eye, me being the apple; won’t I,

Then you can count the, “touch moments”, to begin,

Being on different blocks of the isle, songs that I have sung,

For me, you seem to inspire me all the more,

Close the distance, can I rob you; from you for sure,

Would you care to walk with me, for just a moment,

Till we can talk some more, Just before we break for a weekend,

With a hug, we can say adieu, let go,

To the chores and emotions of the real-world core,

Where the expectation is high, as you’re lady, a Woman;

When I feel the four walls of my room brightened,

Because of the days of the week, I see your gesture and emotions,

My absorbed mind project you every way and style,

You’re are now the apple of my eye, that I won’t Lie,

Looking into each other, beyond the boards,

Wondering people glued onto your, so sore,

There seems to hush me away like I am a child,

Is the love that bad, when the whole only cries,

Happy moments we make together,

Our emotions are snyc, between us forever,

Length and duration I won’t imply,

There is a change in the wind, please don’t bid me Good-bye,