Adulation

The cat's meow has put us
Into the bubble of friendship,
Not knowing how well it can expand.
But here we are—at too far, yet close,
Writing poetry for the ones we love and adore.
Now we know that our planet is small,
Where distance doesn't break the
Fellowship, even if we are separated by the wall.
So when you talk to me, be you and I'll be me.
Let not worries tie us, for being absolutely free.
You walk ahead, and I'll follow thee.
Stardust is it that we carry within,
Yet we cannot forget the mud of the
Traditional belief.
Your elegant conduct is what I'm speaking of,
So you do not leave my sight even for a while,
As we watch the movie of Dracula and its bite escaping the sunshine.
I wish you make me the one who touches
Your unalloyed lips of dew with mine,
So that I don't miss a single word of someone
So fine.