from previous--

like  the  softness of  clouds

like  the flow  of  waters

like a  thought  of  love
between the  two  of  us
making  ways
sometimes  
love  like  a  mystery unsolved
sometimes 
love  crystal clear
in the  whispering  rains
opening up  listening  
picking  up  choicest  dreams  
with closed  eyes
silently  stepping into the  rythm of  heartbeats
love  is  mercurial
chaotic
clutching tightly the  inner  soul
noisy  yet  stranger  
love  is  like  trickling  water
just  a  thought 
fickle  , mercurial