O' did I forget to write?

There is so much to say!

My beloved,

i had been talking to you,

all the time,

my musings,

and my blabbers,

never ending,

like the chirps of those sparrows,

who would wake you up,

in the morning,

to tell you,

a lady who was fine until yesterday,

has gone insane,

she says she breathed the clouds

into her bosom,

and cried laughter into the streams,

so they giggled,

and trickled,

and sometimes made lovely creeks,

and flew over her beloved's feet,

so that he felt tickled,

at the same time,

he smiled,

that made her smile too,

and become lost,

in this madness,

that she forgot to write,

all that she wished to write,

O' why did I forget to write!!!

Sorry for this insanity. Working late hours, there's lot to be done, there's lot to be cleared.