#InvisibleThreads

Our love kept us together,
woven into warm winter sweater,
The threads no one can't see,
Are unlikely called as spree,
My love isn't incomplete but,
complete in itself my lord,
I'm standing infront of god,
calling for his divine intervention,
Things we've done in apprehension,
words I've lost in process of love,
intertwined threads called affection and forever,
Just announce our love to world in aver,
probably we've gotten close to each other a lot,
as it was us who...