Clasping Her Close Poem by Vishnu Pranam

It's myself, amidst your love, in your eyes I found
Precisely an enlightenment, divine and profound.

Let me pull you closer and place my shivering hands on your hip
as my eyes roll down from your glistening eyes to your lower lip.

I see a tear drop on your lip and my consciousness flew
as it invokes the beauty of a rose petal bearing a drop of dew.

Carefully with my lips I take that dew, which is cold as ice
and with a gentle kiss I place it back in your eyes.

Reaching back home the tear drop enjoys the holy bliss
and I get an elation, as it on my soul's eyes I could kiss.