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?