Fly me to the moon is what I hear from her
She loves the ballet and mimosas with brunch
She likes parties and rubbing elbows with TEDsters
We go to St Barts for holidays to get away from it all
And come back with more of the all
I love the stillness in the forest
Even the sound of flowing river does not disturb the calm
Neither does the sound of the birds
I like fresh air and the 500 shades of green
Nothing captures my imagination like the milky way
What is binding us?
Did marriage make us one?
She makes me part of her world
I want to be alone in my world
Is me in her world makes it her world?
Am I just an accessory?
Who am I?