Of all the flowers that bloom ‘n’ blossom
Some get dear and some other get near
On a call, crave I to gild an instigating room
Wherein I’m all mine with all beauty of a flower
While veracious flower perished in a day or two
Your heart gulped my tears in the moonlight
Hug me tight; I want to feel your heart too
And, let me feel your breath day and night
Your soul sails through your mellifluous voice
Soaks into skin pores, giving me new life
And I now don’t own my own soul but yours
In your breath I revive, in your touch I thrive
Having sowed a seed of love into my dead soul
I shall shower perpetual love onto your soul
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