Soul in the Shelves

Whenever I desire to come to you
I enter your chest ZONE  in perfect silence

Unable to bear my sudden entry

You  may just smile at me inconsistently

I don't prefer to come  very nearer to you

Unless I desire to see you only in talking terms

If you are fast asleep I slip away from the room

And wait for your wake up alarm's  signaling ring 

How neatly you dress up ! 
Really so smart indeed!

You have  arranged  all things category wise to facilitate my easy access

You are some times up above me and I can't catch you straight

You are the inner pages of my heart and soul 

Neatly scripted and bound together in colorful sheen

I love you all the time I am awake

And continue to dream about you in silent slumber too

I am yours forever and you are my vocal chords

If I have to spell some thing new and afresh 

You must embrace my brain and sprinkle useful thoughts