U+ME = 1 TREE NOT 2

I'm so in love with u

every lil sec i think of u

and dat every sec,i live several lives

promising all ur fights as mine

You are ma river

you r ma thirst

will always be the best

and neva the worst

In ma dreams i see u

high azure skies i find u

in rains can feel ur touch

with melody of your heart beat must

Am so lost in u

looking into your eyes

into your mind

so deep,so high

You are the beginning 

never the end,and with u baby

I'm amongst the luckiest one's 

with love in their hands

Wanna spend rest of ma life

with u by ma side

can fill ur fantasies

can turn u wild

I don't know there's somthing in your smile

which says,"i'm none without u"

I love u not for what u are,

but for what i'm with u

and dear

I'M NONE WITHOUT U

PS: This poem was written by a girl for me about 18 months back. I just happen to find it in my starred mail box. So I decided to publish it online for the sake of remembering those old good days.

AN ENRICHING VOYAGE

As you set out for Ithaka hope the journey is a long one,
full of adventure, full of discovery.
Laistrygonians and Cyclops,
angry Poseidon – don’t be afraid of them:
you’ll never find things like that on your way
as long as you keep your thoughts raised high,
as long as a rare excitement
stirs your spirit and your body.
Laistrygonians and Cyclops,
wild Poseidon – you won’t encounter them
unless you bring them along inside your soul,
unless your soul sets them up in front of you.

Hope the voyage is a long one,
may there be many a summer morning when,
with what pleasure, what joy,
you come into harbours seen for the first time;
may you stop at Phoenician trading stations
to buy fine things,
mother of pearl and coral, amber and ebony,
sensual perfume of every kind –
as many sensual perfumes as you can;
and may you visit many Egyptian cities
to gather stores of knowledge from their scholars.

Keep Ithaka always in your mind.
Arriving there is what you are destined for.
But do not hurry the journey at all.
Better if it lasts for years,
so you are old by the time you reach the island,
wealthy with all you have gained on the way,
not expecting Ithaka to make you rich.
Ithaka gave you the marvelous journey,
without her you would not have set out.
She has nothing left to give you now.
And if you find her poor, Ithaka won’t have fooled you.
Wise as you will have become, so full of experience,
you will have understood by then what these Ithakas mean. 

PS: One of the best poem I came across on Career Launcher website.