Life Love The Soulmate

Memories make me crazy 

again and again 

The fragrance, that spreads your body on bed 

preoccupies my mind,

The night wind, when crosses with, its feather touch to my face 

makes me maniac, 

ignites the fire element of my all living dreams 

Inevitable outcome is the state of hallucination,

Your killing instinct, 

in form, physique, looks, positions that you like,

sounds of exclamations

that you murmur in ecstacy makes me -idea-fixie,

The untouched pink heavy bosoms 

over to it, noticeable brown moles 

makes me, the hobby horse 

The long cherised and central pivotal of my all dreams of every lonely night

Thy, the love angels lotus wet petals, pelvics, long thy's, 

the brown eye balls, 

the hidden treasure of your beautiful middle-east lady hawk coloured skin 

be it the doors of hell or heaven, 

Me, ever being confused to define,

develops complex neurosis,

The smell, the liquid, the aroma that exhalation, the rose in conjugal air of sky consumes all my passions as an informal bee 

in one's cornet,

hangs ups, all the ideas of life,

you,

the exceptional one, 

In love, 

I became a meagre 

things bug,

Let me live-in dark,

let my Love & passion , 

be bring changes in my life 

be it, 

hell or heaven, 

Lust & love, 

be it make me lunatic 

as the full-moon that attracts 

the tides of sea 

The dance of tides, in full moon light

Is its not a melancholic song of co-habitation of moon & sea 

Let be me a drunken monk 

being intoxicated 

with 

the deepest obsession ,

Living in love is my passion 

Let be passion change my life, 

Love acceptable ,

obsession In love, it's sweet stings deep rooten in to my soul ,

Life-love-with the soul mate.