you beckon the mystery of love,
marvel stills the scramble,
Zeal for life towed,
signing off bygone rubble

blanket of your aura,
shuts the rush within,
Unfolding new avenues,
Span losts' about to begin


choler tripped in honey-soaked charm,
So peaceful is to be disarmed,
With weapons of wrath and ire,
soul dressed back in human attire.

body touched with your soul,
like a drop of water on hot coal,
exhuming the disarray indoor,
Stirring your sweet encore.

Eyes rain to see you,
In midst of this heat,
Absence sinews my immortal,
Tho' spirit looks upbeat.