Love, they say
Comes in a bouquet full of roses
Pink, Red and Burgundy
In hands of a Perfect man
Promises the deepest of sea and the highest of mountains
Dreams embroidered with moon and stars
Crafted in diamonds and golds
A beautiful story of forever
"THE PERFECT FOREVER".
But, as of today
Love, I believe
Comes in bouquet
Of Roses and thorns
Lilies and carnation
In touch of fingers
Trembling all way to fill the spaces
Of hands of a Flawed man
Promises nothing but time
Resides by your side in the darkest of nights
Cheers you up in the brightest of days
Dreams embroidered with laughter
Embraces insecurities and weakness
Amidst the ups and downs and the roller coaster rides
Remembers with grace and kindnessAnd a beautiful story of Gratefulness
"GRATEFUL OF YOU".




