Keen Love

When you feel the touch of love,
It is always tender and soft.
And the mind is never hidden
Look into the eyes of somebody
And you will see what am talking about.
Keen love is in that form
We love careless of being loved.
So those we love are many.
As many as the sands on the shore.
The trees in the forest
And or the sands in the desert.

She held my hand and whispered
And said I should get prepared
And also that the time has come.
For the prophecy to be fulfilled.
She said her heart is getting drained.
And she's worried, it might affect her brain
When am not there, she's incomplete
I know  she love me
And is willing to be there for me
For we're in such a keen love
That she is always keen to love