My Winter Love

If winter comes I dive myself

 Into the infinitive motion!

I find one swimming pool moment

Where I can hide with excessive joy.

Diving into myself isn’t possible always

As I’ve responsibilities;

Still I want to swim the dive!

I pour myself into dare!

Sometimes I invite my soulmate

To walk, to talk, to sing to do whatever he likes.

We share our stupidity;

We share our childish smile;

We share our warm.

Sometimes he gives me a sky of pain

Sometimes I offer him a glass of love juice

Sometimes he gives me sweet memories

Sometimes I offer him absent mind!

Sometimes I become angry & say to him,

Love isn’t here;

True is that actual love governs us

And its depth is unimaginable!

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