I wish that I could clearly recall the day br the exact moment, the instant that we did meet br but it runs away like something with ever moving feet br as if the emotions between us are ever at play br br and now I cannot really clearly say br what had happened but that moment was sweet, br each other we did pleasantly greet br and although that time had slipped away br br to both of us later it meant so much br and at the times when we are apart br nothing can our true love remove br and its impact lingers in each touch br are in each glance like a silent kind of art br which does its sweet presence prove.