Letter to Jesus

Jesus, my Jesus I want to talk to you.we adore you, we love you for the way you lived. But Jesus, I need you,longing for you,why dont you come to meet me once in my life, when u m still living. Oh yes Jesus, we meet your men and women and know,taste who you are;how you lived.Blessed for i knew about you through them. Yet, a big space in my heart is longing to feel with my senses to see you once, to talk to you. May be it might cost my life,still I feel it is worth it. Like a little child, my heart waits for you,long to love you, need to hug you,put your arms on my cheek and love to cry for sometime. Jesus, my Jesus would you love me too. Come Jesus, come kiss me once that I may feel. Oh Jesus my Jesus! Heard you cried for women even when you were about to be crucified. Would you also come to me,to sit and listen to my irrelevant speeches. I know you Jesus, I know I can just jump holding your hand even from a mountain taller than Himalayas. Oh my Love! My Jesus Love me too. Come to me,take my tears,hold my face in your arms. Do no miracles to me! But be with me! When you leave my place,take me too with you! Reach me my Love! My Jesus, before I get really tired and worn out!