Guest of honour!

Is that the bracelet on your hand calling my name?
Is that drop of nectar lingering on your
Coral lips, beseeching a kiss from me?
Does each of your heart beat always
Whisper involuntarily my name?
Does that sandal paste in your smile
Preserved to anoint my cheeks, in time?

The lover seeking the nectar filled blossom
Has reached the flower, and cupid with
His sensitive arrows, enthused the thirst of passion,
The tender petals awoke in the chill of lust
And drops of honey were brimming with ecstasy.

How dainty is this charming earth
That greets the radiance of love, as guests!
How immortal is this moment that
Brings my beloved to lay her head against my chest?

Eternally yours...

The spring bathed in the golden hue of the moonlight
I sat on the window sill looking out in to the twilight;
Singing a rhapsody about you, with silence its rhythm;
I saw your elegant smile in my memory screen.

Transformed as a desire,
Wounded by Cupid’s arrows,
Pink corals blossomed in her lips as dulcet words;
A dot of tender emotions in longing, for
Seeing your exquisite, cherubic smile.

Open your solitary window, gently.
Let me see your angelic face.
I am now waiting for that cherished moment.
A moment long waited, and dreamt.
The day I saw you and we exchanged our love,
I turned a cloud and rising high in the heavens
Flew wildly in glee, with the arrogant wind.
And when I saw you again, I dissolved as raindrops,
Came down, to hug your anklets enveloping it.
Ecstasy, blossomed as divine and sublime love,
Encircling me with the nectar dripping
From the intoxicating sweetness, of your lips.