Mind of a Lover

What happens to a man,
When he is in love?
His time passes odd and even,
His heart tells him to fly like a dove.

He keeps thinking about his beloved one,
The time he spent in the park under the sun.
And of the night of twinkling star;
Shining brightly near and far.

He keeps thinking of the joy he had,
The time she comforted her when she was sad.
He thinks about her when she was wild and mild;
And thinks life of a lover as innocent child.

This is what happens to most of the lover,
Thinking and thinking spend the days hour