And she is..

"She is the kind of beauty that talks in whispers,

Slipping under the blankets and
Misty on the window glass,
Hesitant and still,
Looking for cloudy moonlight
Shining stardust on the bed-side.

She’d creep up to me and yet I notice it only when she's right next to me,
Or her smooth lips brush against my neck, but..

She is..."


She is an epitome of unmatchable beauty.
An Angel trapped on this earth,
A bit of oblivious,
Becuase you never know, what she is thinking next."


"She is yours?"

"Is she his?"

"She is no one's, but mine!"

”Just mine!”

I'll be your love; be everything that you need.

Know something about me; tell me something about you.
Pretense may be not be unheard around us, but ignore it in this conversation.
Let yourself be free and laugh; give up to let someone in.
Let me in.

Tell me about your strange dreams and stupid wishes, tell me how your day went.
Tell me something to make me cry, tell me something to make me laugh.

Let loose your shoulders, unleash yourself from the grip of worldly concerns.
Let yourself get lost in the conversation, lose track of time.
Let your feelings storm your face, and be mine to be read.
Let your muscles soften up in your hands, and be mine to be held.

Look into my eyes, my soul is there for you to love and be loved.
Talk to me beautiful, just let us be.

Judge me or love me!

Judge me.
Judge us.
Judge it.

Judge it all,
Judge my hair,
Judge my clothes,
Judge me!?
Judge my friends,
Judge my family,
Judge the people I grew up with,
Judge us!?

Judge my home,
Judge my school,
Judge my lifestyle,
Judge it!?

But remember while you judge all this,
There are people judging you too,
So judge me, judge us and judge it,
And we'd see who comes on top!

Love, forbidden?

What if I say I care,
Wouldn’t you miss me, like you used to?

What if I pretend to be there,
Wouldn't you let me hug you tight?

What if I pass by you,
Wouldn’t you turn back at me and smile?

What if I break down in tears,
Wouldn’t you stay back with me for a while?


What if I stare deep into your eyes,
Wouldn’t you be tempted to let me kiss you?

What if I walk away,
Wouldn’t you stop me, just for the sake of bliss?

And what if I were about to die,
Wouldn’t you be my friend, wouldn’t you love me then?