He who is in love
is wise and is becoming wiser,
sees newly every time he
looks at the object beloved,
drawing from it with his eyes
and his mind those virtues
which it possesses.
Honey,
If Love Comes In Colors,
I Choose Blue,
If Love Comes In Flowers,
I’ll Choose Rose,
If Love Comes In Songs,
I’ll Think Of Choosing Blues,
But If Love Should Come In Human Beings,
I’ll Definitely Not Think Twice Before
I’ll Choice You!
Because.....You Are My Choice