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