When I remember you ,
I smile out of joy,
Causing me to think,
Why I do so?

May be it's your smile ,
Whose warmth is next to the sun ,
That shines all the way,
Can melt any heart ,

May be it's your voice,
A song to my ears,
That act as a drug,
Hums me to sleep.

May be it's your eyes,
So perfectly made ,
That it act as a maze,
Which traps me in.

May be it's your affection
Mapped every square of my heart,
So used to it,
That I Can't live without.

© sush_writings