I could see her with my heart and
wish to be always in this dream world
with my dream child, my tall sweetheart.
We walk along the walkway
neither swiftly nor speedily but saunter
Holding our hands tight, and sit along
the bench relishing the descending
dead leaflets along with the rustling sound.
she ruffled my scattered hair and wow!
I saw her eyes glittering. It was not
the hair she touched but my soul.
Watching a short-haired girl is adorable
and I was incapable of...