Our Talk

You want me to talk You keep telling me Talk naaaaa--bolo na! ! ! ! Say something- Tell me what! ! ! ! ! Okies listen to me-- I could not tell you in my talk. You a man, No self thrasonified. So humble at heart manliness of body Adonis personified. The simplicity of yourself and respect you have for women crossed all terminus- stirred my soul. Even when angry You an angel, Gentleness to behold. the difference in you and others I saw, Honesty in every word Opened portals for me. I cannot forget, you think of me, as a gratuitous gift from heaven. Always with respect, With words so gentle That pierce my heart. Your gazing looks, Your serene eyes, Penetrating, the depths of my soul, Asking that question Again and again, Is this love so real? Is it true? Or just a dream. No- its not a dream It’s a story-A GIST OF A TALK SO TRUE ANJALI 25-10-2008