Started missing schatzi, longing for his next spree; I owe happiness, schatzi gives me – – – Moments rise still when schatzi is with me; Nobody has ever given the peace, My schatzi brings in me. We roam like niveous, our likes left unscathed, Wander in flow, “coup de foudre”- – – Laughs so childish, you crave‘t see yet more. Forgives effortlessly, who ‘as a heart of gold.
Born in Gaya, currently living in Bangalore, India. I have recently developed a keen interest into writing, inspired by my all time favorite poet Emily Dickinson of Amherst, Massachusetts.E-book published by Arpita Roy at Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/523778At Smashwords, Apple iBooks, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, Oyster, Baker & Taylor's Blio.com, Txtr, Aldiko on Android , and others.