If I only could free my thoughts
So easily as they were birds ready to fly
If I knew the right words which wouldn't lie
I would tell the most beautiful dream
Made of us
But,
What is the colour of this love?
None of those I've known
What are the right words to describe
My whirling world?
All this is not enough
Because,
There is no such a gem
Or a treasure higher above
than our hearts plaited in ONE