Romance always whispers
Her name
On my
Love silken wings,
And enforces my heart
A sweet song to sing.
It's a momentous time
For me
To find she in my life,
That Deserves
Exclusive throne of wife.
But
It seems “God”
Didn't want
This fundamental change.
keeping us away.
In bindings
Of social range.
But
Definitely
Wanted us to play
Our love to stay
In extreme ecstatic way.
And ‘Me'
Always there
In front of her--
As clay.
O! my love
O! my love.