After I lost you in the
crowd
I found both of my eyes in tears,
And I heard all my ribs,
moaning for you.
I went back to the streets of
the city
Looking in every corner,
Gazing in the faces of
strangers.
Thinking…
If I can’t see you, I would hear
your voice.
If I can’t hear your voice, I would smell your
fragrance,
For, you smell different.
And If I can’t breath-in your
fragrance,
My heart would lead my blind
eyes to find you.
I have been searching for you
since forever,
In all the women I met.
For I have been with many women
of all kinds.
Of different tastes,
Of different colors and
beauties.
There were parts of you in each
woman, but not all of you.
And I never found what my heart
was after,
I never found the One…
And you..!!
You have a little bit from
everyone,
And you are all of the women.
But,
What belongs to me, no one can
have.
What belongs to me is mine,
And only mine.
You are my perfect one,
You do not only look different,
But you smell, taste and sound
different.
Let every man finds his wife,
And let every woman finds her
husband,
Let them go with each other
For,
They are husbands and wives.
But we are beyond man and woman,
Beyond husband and wife,
Beyond the meaning of love,
Of union, of marriage.
You are who you are,
I am who I am,
And we are who we are.
