Calm, mild, warm, pacific, When I think of you, I feel deep within my heart — Gentle, contented, and mellow. When I think of you, I forget what pains, Dissolve in just a name, And nothing mine remains. Slowly, I close my eyes. Then a hand — soft and warm — Touches my cheeks, As feathers do perform. Unconscious and hypnotized, I quietly follow you, Fly high in the sky — You just say, and I do. I don't know who you are, Or from where you belong, But I don't feel you apart, And know you all along. The feeling of my heart Can't be just an illusion. Your existence in my heart Has filled in rich profusion. And I love you — When I say, I mean it for now, Till the judgment day.