I am here in US but my heart is in India, It has submitted itself to you, Granting you as its owner, Though my physical presence is in Arizona, My soul is lying in you. Echoes of your loving words Invade my ears every now and then, I picture your eyes amidst the sandy sky Of the vast desert They become my source of energy Quenching my thirst Relieving me from stress, And then I dream of your face Which is lovelier than the first spring, More pink than the cherry blossom, I love you from the core of my bosom. Though my body is miles away from you, My throbbing heart is always your slave, In the wintry breeze of Mesa I feel your existence As if you are touching every ounce of me, As if the first monsoon shower is drenching me. My mind astounds in exotic delight How you are so close albeit being far from my sight!
