To the Messenger of Love
I heard that you have made a lot of dreams come alive,
And you have taken a lot of errands only to bring smiles to a lot of faces,
I heard that with loyalty you have made realities which are better than dreams,
Now hear me loyal messenger,
I have written a small note to someone you know,
read it for her, just like that old fairy-tale love story,
I want you to bring out that lovely after ever part, I hope she will smile,
I want you to use that soft voice of yours that I heard you have used to convince a lot that there`s actually true love out there,
I want her to feel it like cold water running down her bare back to give her that chill, those goose bumps, that feeling, that feel to make her smile for no reason: to give her the urge to find a quiet place where she can whisper to the heavens, whisper my name as if it is the only word her lips are able to utter,
Tell her of the place where silence is the loudest kind of noise, the place of untamed purity where she can find the truth about true love,
Please read it for her slowly so that she can realise how long true love can last,
Read it with that smile of yours that I heard is as bright as the reflections of the morning sun rays scattered on the morning dew, so that she knows how revealing true love is,
I heard that sometimes you carry pearls along with you, but please don`t give her, she might lose them , instead just find that seed of a rose , plant it in her fruitful heart, soon it shall blossom in her every day never to be lost,
Tell her that I am the sea and she is the shore, no matter how hard the wind tries to blow me away I will always try hard to kiss her as long as there`s a molecule of oxygen in my lungs and a drop of blood in my vein; she is the earth and I am the sun, no matter how many times I die every night, I will always rise every morning just to shine for her,
Please try to make her smile, you will never forget that view, you will notice the doors of the heaven open in the radiant stars, if you stay focused you might hear the angels serenade,
Show her the letter so that she sees my mark,
I want you to say these words as if I`m there and I`m actually speaking to her; I just wonder what you are thinking every time you look at me and smile; you made me not just a man but the happiest man; I do make mistakes but loving you is not one of them; please don`t let me sing sad love songs ever again,
Please Mr Messenger Sir, don`t forget to tell her that she is the reason I`m smiling right now.
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