during my visit to my dreamland.
to see if we are together,
in any one of them.
Where we live under one roof,
we laugh, we fight,
we argue, we go quiet,
and then we found each other again.
Where I hold her hands firmly,
while walking down the road,
in the park, while watching a movie,
everywhere she goes, she holds my hand.
Where we eat together,
I cook all her favorite meals.
I make her bed and tuck her in beside me,
with kisses of goodnight dreams.
Where I hug her while she sleeps,
watching her peaceful face.
She finds the world's comfort,
sleeping in my arms.
And I wish that even in those dreams,
I am with her, loving her still.
There are thousands of world's,
and perhaps we are together in many.
I only wish I could love her here,
more than in any other world
where we exist.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.

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