Lost in the less found world, for the first time,
The sentiment is enchanting.
It is unknown, I am happy and my core is thumping as if I am experiencing a haunting.
Watching in my dreams is something less, I see you subconsciously with those hairs flaunting.
It's a passion that has developed itself just like a bud blooms and blossoms into a flower that requires just love and care to be the same till it sheds off.
My love for you has grown to an extent that will grow until the last breathe that is left in me and the only thing it will yearn for is a piece of your affection.
Words never describe how much you means to me,
But they let me express it to the world what my heart wants to scream out.
Possessing you in my heart is what makes me complete, because you are the piece missing all along.
Things never happen with a reason, because the language of Love is a bit different and when I do, it's with everything I have.