When the love became sour and tasteless for me. When i was at the edge of giving up and shutting the door, Lo, you showed up unexpected and uninvited.
The first time our paths crossed, even thine shadow's perfurm was so pleasant and thy presence caused my soul to feast. I never knew that a magnet could attract flesh and blood. Who could have thought that my long searchings would be over and my worries come to an end.
You are the very definition of patience and sweetness. Vanilla comes from thy lips. Your tiny voice cools of the heat of doubts, headaches, pains that weigh too much on me. Your hello, has...