You really don’t konw it.
I fell from the highest mountain straight into your arms. All turned into thousands of pieces. You picked them all, one by one, carefully and put them all together. For one more try.
You proved to be the 8th Wonder.In the whole world.
The Miracle of Life since God has created the world.
My words flow towards you so smoothly. Your heartbeats guide me straight to you. Like a music they charmed me.
You, my Green Apple.
My poem for Life.
You and Me against all odds.Furiously serene against distances, time and hardships.