In love we live deep ......

The feeling of to be loved by you is more than how much I love you.
It's your love that makes me mad
It had made me fidaa in your name
It's your tender fingers simple smile
That steals my heart only to watch you and come close to you to see your face more clearly from near

As I hear my heartbeat when I see you coming close to me the feel which is scare to walk slowly as you approach me.

To listen your voice was my day dream to wait for it to happen.
The voice chatter you do with others but never with me felt me hurt but i know you are just loving me with a hint of mild tease.

Every moment with you is hidden in my subconscious that set my path to reach you even in dreams never to miss sight of you as my heart filled with your love.


In Shakespeare style

The feeling�"ah, to be beloved by thee�"
Outweighs the measure of mine own fond heart;
For ‘tis thy love that drives me to this plea,
A sweetened madness tearing me apart.

Thy tender touch, thy smile so soft and fair,
With gentle theft dost claim my yearning soul;
Mine eyes but seek thy face beyond compare,
To stand thee near, and there be rendered whole.

When thou draw’st close, mine heart beats loud, untamed,
A trembling fear that bids my footsteps slow;
Yet in that fright, a deeper flame is named,
That only thou, dear love, couldst ever know.

To hear thy voice�"my dream by day and night,
Yet thou dost speak with others, not with me;
That silence wounds, yet holds a hidden light,
A teasing love in quiet subtlety.

Each fleeting moment etched within my mind,
Doth guide my path, awake or wrapped in dreams;
For thou hast left thy presence there enshrined,
And filled my heart beyond all silent streams.


Jessy Jacob ❤️

Through AI editor

To be beloved by you outshines my love,

A richer grace than I could e’er bestow;

For ’tis your love that sets my soul ablaze,

A gentle madness only you could sow.




You’ve made me *fidaa*, lost within your name,

In whispers soft my restless heart you claim;

Your tender fingers, and your simple smile,

Steal all I am in such a silent style.




I long to watch you, drawing ever near,

To see your face, each detail bright and clear;

Yet when you come, my heartbeat drums so loud,

And timid steps retreat beneath its shroud.




To hear your voice was but a dream by day,

A wish I held and hoped would find its way;

You speak with others, laughter light and free,

Yet leave a quiet, aching space in me.




Still in that hush, I sense your playful art,

A teasing love that dances round my heart;

And every moment, hidden deep inside,

Leads me to you�"my soul its constant guide.




In waking hours, in dreams that softly move,

I never lose the sight of you, my love;

For all I am, and all I hope to be,

Is filled wit

h you, through all eternity.




Jessy Jacob ❤️ 

I just tried variations only to see my feelings are really poetic.

I can learn poetry with lessons to make you feel proud of me when others blame i am not able to write poetry.