I typed the first letter in your name.

In the alphabet N follows M.

In real life, how will it be?

Will you follow me?

Will I roam, will I write my poem

Knowing that you walk behind me,

Not a few steps away?

If I were to trip, or my tongue to slip

Would you break my fall

With the undefeated, wall

Of your Name?

Now how silly love can be.

Love is love and life, reality.

Now you see the trouble with me.

When will I see?