Orchard of love. Dr Naila Hina

Who do you talk to till late

I am only yours, it's where 

You've planted your roots

Your branches are spread

Deep inside me, my flower

And buds all are gardened

By you and only you dear 

I am your field or orchard 

You did it all by looking at 

Me, just by saying love bits

We both live in the parallel

Universe, will it ever collide