Love is a metaphor Love is darkness It's like a beautiful night aroused with moon light. Love is to get lost Love is to get damaged It's a soulful song with a beat between the bodies. Love is to miss the dear one Love is to feel for someone. It's a hopeless hope entangled with a kiss. Love is you to be the one deserve to be loved.
sprouting from parched lands, standing the test of time, blooming through phases when watered with love and care, blossoming under darkling skies, shedding thorns eventually, as their fragrance pervades into our senses becoming our very essence.
That's as soft as cotton. With this blanket we feel freshness,in summer,peace and comfort in winter. Its softness don't change with changing nature. Its softness,pureness is eternal