The Sweetest Thing

by Rupradha Mookerjee

His presence makes my nirvana true,
How I yearn to be in his arm!
How I long to say ‘I love you’
Spellbound in his charm.

His loving words tempt my ears
As a piano’s appealing melody,
Washing away all my tears,
Drenching me in rhapsody.

His eyes tell me love is bona fide
And is unbounded of any rim,
I try my best but I can never hide
My growing feelings for him.

His naughtiness paints my heart
With colors of endless desires,
And I feel I can’t stay apart
With my passions burning in fires.

His flying kisses send me
Thousand volts of mirth,
His everlasting company
Is the best thing in this earth.

His dance makes my world a bliss,
His gazes touch my chi,
His happiness is all what I wish
To the highest degree.

His soft touch lets my soul sing
In its own way, boundless and free.
His love is the sweetest thing
That could ever happen to me.

27-Sep-2009

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