Only when the heart
closes down,
the door of fear
opens ----
There is no way
we can measure
the depth of this love
for it has no longitude
or latitude –
It has no shape or
Colors –
It has no curves
or grooves –
nor shores or
Contour –
Beloved friend -
I am talking about
your own nature that
you can hardly remember
now because you are
busy looking at
what is fleeting
before your eyes -
closes down,
the door of fear
opens ----
There is no way
we can measure
the depth of this love
for it has no longitude
or latitude –
It has no shape or
Colors –
It has no curves
or grooves –
nor shores or
Contour –
Beloved friend -
I am talking about
your own nature that
you can hardly remember
now because you are
busy looking at
what is fleeting
before your eyes -
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