Eternal pleasure
Sweet sound of sparrow
Awakened my mornings
Fragrance of fresh flowers
Mingles with your breath
And travels in to my soul
To many unknown destinations;
Like a naked, pure, divine dew drop
You are lying beside me
Unearthly beauty of yours
Is so sacred; that my fingers doesn’t have
Courage to touch you,
In the flood of love,
Thousands of stars, two bodies and one united soul
Lost their identity.
poem by Aashish Ameya
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