Did you ever find the honey that
You sought to imbibe, in the words
I coveted to pronounce?
Those uttered words filled with sweet love,
Desired to soar up like a butterfly, as
The heart coveted to spread its wings, and
The blossoms yearned to fly with them.
The tender whisper of your love, diffuse
In my ears, the sweet passion of affection.
I am waiting with ardour in my heart to
Imbibe the sacred water of your love,
You will pour in to the palm of my hand.
The nature has spread a canopy
Over us, for the consummation of our love.
I was waiting for this luscious moment in my life,
That could bring the tingle in your bosom,
Like a garland of jasmine buds.
The ecstatic soul suspiring to pour
The honey, beckons you to come
Into the meadow, where the moonlight
Has blossomed and is whispering into your soul...
04 Nov. 2014