All kinds of love

Honey, I know the world is full of beautiful people

But try not to fall in love with all of them

Because while most poets 

Talked about the madness of love 

Few forgot to acknowledge 

the Charm of platonic love 

Of 6 cups of tea 

Of silent and word-ful walks

Of touching a mind 

Not to reach out to the heart 

But to only embed in the soul

And to remember such people

Will not prick your skin with thorns

Only brush you with gratitude and smiles.