If nature has a face I will let the time go still till the birds chirping before the sunrise, the crows fly at evening and I wait for night to fall till the moon rise with its shine and I sit there wishing to never let go, till I get excited for rain season to mingle with, till I inhale whenever you enhance your beauty, till I look up EVERY TIME I feel alone and cry by relieving I have someone to look down, till I run out of words to describe the qualities I need in my person because I believed there is already someone who know me well.