Rohit Sapra

Rookie (7 August 1984 / Gwalior)

My Innocent Love


My love is about loving you
Without ever making you unhappy.
The times when you will be sad, I will also be really unhappy
As I only wish to love you
I want to be loved endlessly by you too
Will you be my reality?
Please bless me with your love
I am not faking this feeling of mine
Even though you are just a human
Still, my feelings only wish to worship you
What is impure in my love?
Do you not feel my tender love for you?
Gently, I will be loving you all over
My feelings are for you and my only wish is to forever worship
With my feelings, which are truly innocent.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 25, 2013
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