Someone

You are the apple
Highest on the tree.
I've been waiting
For you to fall for me.

You are the air
That I always breathe ;
Smelling like nature
And love indeed !

You are the miracle
That happened to me
In a world
Which I looked upon as fantasy.

You are the music
Felt by me
Even in complete silence
Without vibrations any.

The biggest gift of mine
Will always be you
No matter how small in the world
Will this gift be viewed.

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