Like the leaves surely fall to the ground
Like the wind surely whispers in the ears of every passerby,
Like the waves surely hit the shore every day
Like the sun marries the horizon till the days die,
I will surely love you to the end of time
I will hold you like a poem holds the rhyme.
Be it a mountain or the ocean
The depth of our love is bigger than their static motion,
Hold your breath love till I walk into your home
And fill your heart an ecstatic potion.
Give me a book and I will write two
About our love and everything we do.
I am yours till eternity
And I will yearn for your love in every galactic centricity.
– Ayushi Limbachiya