My Cherub of Martian,
I don’t know what to write except to wish for your birthday.
So Happy Birthday! It’s the letter I wanted to send you after a break & all
the seven letters I wrote is still on my desk. I know you will be doing great
& you have a great company around. About me I am doing well. I had some
rough time but survived successfully. I have a decent job as of now & it is
baring my laziness. Everything is same as prior & I am not seeing anyone
special. I am reading, watching & writing just like earlier but subject is
new. I am loner even though I live in crowd but my brain has kept me safe
against you. Please stop reading if you still remained the same person I saw as
it’s difficult to read my bad poetic English.
You Know, love is like famous TV Serial. It never ends
easily but people still watch it censuring it everyday till the end. To explain
it’s the blister drip, confession, realization, begging the beauties where pinch
connects like thunder to superfluous adores wealth. The secret love is to know
the seriousness of the relationship & act wisely. Two shy loving eyes which
got place in heart peacefully should always be in high spirits & Unease devotion.
Love is a mood volcano flashes in life sometimes. The indulgent souls come
together to celebrate the zeal of Love & warmth.
Nowadays I am flying high. It is the dream of the night
& the night of dreams & the same night again but overnight will see you
in my dreams. My love is a moment of false, true, not thought. I see the
wantonness of my love which hides secrets from you & I heed to tell the
secrets of the heart. I take the color of the same color but Whites limb buds
to feed & extend the fire which hit the heart. Hope I can share with you a
glass of dream & an Innocent little sleep. But it is the dream of the night, the
night of dreams then the same night again. An old weather returned remember
also flew east wind in mind & memories seem to fire when wet eye has
also seclusion.
I cannot write more now & it’s my Maximum J
Happy Birthday again!!
