Bosom Of Love

It was a pearl out of an oyster, which take millions of year to transform from a drop of water to precious pearl. The milk of love oozed out splashing the world full of srtife, the magical aura splashed all over and in that charismatic light I feel the beatitude of love.The endeavour, the pains of the bosom channelised into positive vibes in which i got drenched. The effort was palpable in those pearls which has the power give life to a young and dying. Every single moment of that escatic feeling become an immemorable part of life. The honey dews from the nectar of love excudes the elixir of love, but the path leading to there is tedious and the only option available to one is of love and compassion.
My journey is on, the traveller is on his way to gain the love which always eluded him, the carnal desires and spiritual desires fights along the way , the battle is own, the scintallting light of the pearl will lead me to my horizon where my desires shall meet...