DRIED LEAVES..from archive of love my love story

i was surfing to know
when my patience
to find you
lost its last frontiers

at the web

i wondered
i spelt your name
which you could probably ignore
while at a chance of a glance

my heart
it now intervenes
too fast

i know
it wants to brush aside
its stupid nerves

it says
love is complete in itself
and it hardly bothers
your damn dictionary

but i do acknowledge
some its
nomenclature

i ask my inflourescence
"you are not an archive"
tell me
where the frontiers of love lie

it smiles back
with its buds thro'
the spring of the day

my heart again intervenes
"LOVE"
ignore it
it's jealous of your love

i stare at my inflourescence
it smiles back
once again

i wonder at my nerves

is love that misterious

OR

it's simply
beyond my nerves

source inspire: shipra.v, mallika sherawat, neha c'.s space, astha.b, Kan, pu chd india