Sindhuja

May be this feel is called LOVE

Little by little, i lose myself, but gazing you in me

I had never seen you before, but i had fallen in you

I am not poetess,but after knowing you, i am become lyricist

I am possession on you, but not asking for ownership of your thoughts

I want to be with you like a swarm of bees buzz around flowers

I want to win, but not think to defeat you

I want to flutter your dreams in my sky,but not to lose my beauty

I am brownie but not peachy women seeking place in you

May be this feel is called \"love\"