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Sonnet on Love

Do I love you like you were summer rose 
and I was the thorn or even the breeze 
Do we pair up like shoes, or like pebbles and the sand 
Do we even know of reason, treason and love ? 

I love you like the spring loves the stones 
Bouncing flowing on to join the ocean 
I love you like I needed no reason, but 
The charm of doing things that are not supposed to be done 

I did not take form in your dreams, i'm shapeless 
Like vapour, like a fragrance fading slow 
Because fading is how I exist in you 
Without a reason, a treason but pure love 

Because when I will have to close my eyes 
I will remain as absurd as I always was
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  1. AnonymousMay 23, 2015 at 11:38 PM

    awesome ..
    "Do I love you like you were first drop of rain
    And I was the earth in summer ,crying with pain !
    Do we pair up like two sides of brain, or like paper and pen !!
    Do we even know the reason of our love ? or all just insane !

    I love you like the roots love the earth
    Holding tight whatever happens
    I love you like I needed no reason, but
    The charm of doing things that are supposed to be done

    I would like to take form in your dreams,even if i'm shapeless
    Like vapour, like a fragrance fading slow ,let me condense..
    Because i may fade,still I exist in you forever
    Do we need a reason when love is so pure ?

    And when I will have to close my eyes
    You will be the first person i see..
    You will remain as absurd as you always were
    And i love you,whatever hell you are .. "

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