For the Friend that You are

Dear You...

Take my hand and travel with me
I would like to go to the moon with you
Dance to the tune of raindrops
Touch the golden sky...

Steal my glance and see through my eyes
I wanna catch those glitters scattered in the stars
Chase after the dragon flies to my heart's desire
Fly through the nightingle's croon...

You must be thinking what I'm upto this time. Just singing my own tune and be lost.. isn't it nice to get lost in one's own dreams? When it comes to my dreams, you know it means "us". Think of the house we'll make home together. Dreams live their own lives...

"What's sweet to you - honey, sugar?"
"No, her lips"
"And what's soft?"
"Her hands"
Sweeter is her smile
Softer is her heart...

Okay, your apple is the sweetest of all. No doubt about it. But dear friend of mine, you need to treasure your dreams. And your apple too. After all, sweet things sometimes come to your threshold and ring your doorbell. Don't leave the hand alone and let the smile fade. As a friend I confide in you.

Me