In me,
I found you.
Memories stored,
In every cell,
...
She looked at the moon.
As if it spoke.
Silently of her emptiness.
She smiled.
...
Mind, a whirlpool of thoughts.
Each entangled in another.
In stories, reality & dreams,
In truth, lies & imaginations.
...
He silently slips in,
The intoxicating dose of his love.
In his own sweet ways,
...
She was poetry.
He was prose.
They met at a few sentences,
Those were the best lines one ever wrote.
...