You and me

There are six billion of others,
five big oceans,
four seaons,
three miles of distance,
and two of us.

World is big,
capacity is small;
only for two,
you and me.

Visions diminish,
diminishing till it allows to see one;
the only one.

Smelling turns monotonus,
for there's solely flowers
and your skin.

Hearing becomes dry,
only laughters and our merry voices;
nothing more.

Senses slowly lose its memory,
your touch is the only
remains untouched.

Taste rejects other flavour,
savouring wholly the sweet words
from you.


There are six billion of others,
five big oceans,
four seaons,
three miles of distance,
two of us,
and only one love.