Jayanth
Love as soft as a ball of butter
Love as soft as pink the color
Has anyone felt through a friend
Whose just an angel nothing else?
So soft is his nature
At times my mind questions heart
Is he a soul so ever soft
And fear if he shall change his path
What wrath,what change may come a day
For it's difficult to believe his way
Yet there is a solace in heart
Believe ,yes belief is just the only act
Today that I do enjoy this moment
Though times I feel there is no lull
A life so dull how shall I service
For to me till date is always to be full
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