The love I imagine,
I know could be hardly parallel with reality.
in which you are not together,
but are linked by the bridge of belonging.
which is thousand miles away,
but is still palpable.
which takes the passionate form,
when you just stand close to each other.
in which breaths and beats can be heard,
just by walking with each other.
which overpowers all the negative world energies,
just by the positive thought of each other.
in which one secretly admires the beauty,
and the other one knows it.
which is unrequited
but still exquisite.