I have probably lost my senses,
From the day I looked into your truthful eyes,
Even when I m engaged in works,
I suddenly freeze with your thoughts in mind.

And tonight when I stroll out,
Looking at the crescent moon,
I wonder if we would both sit there,
Telling each other the never ending stories.

Out of this messy world,
Lets make a path with only petals of rose,
Which leads to a sweet home,
That always bears the aroma of love.

I promise to be with you,
Even in the strangest roads,
If u slip from such heights,
I swear to accompany till we reach the ground.

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