It's For You…. My Love.. Poem by Vidya Mallar

It's for you, my dear, that I would ever shower my love as soothing rain in summer,

A love, that would nourish your body and soul as the elegant sky in starry shimmer,

It's for you, my love, that my thoughts would reflect the charm and beauty of a craving bride,

A reflection that would enrapture your feelings to cluster and nestle in my dreams with pride.

It's for you my love that I would ever sing a song sweet as honey dripping from my heart,

A song, that would always pour into your ears as a melody flowing down into each sensuous part,

It's for you my love that I would see the sun shine as rays reflecting from your eyes that look inside my soul,

A sunshine, that would brighten your life and ever glow, without setting, in your feelings a whole,

It's for you my love that my ears would hear the music of nature and allure the tunes inherent in its existence,

A music, that would invite you to share the beauty, the inception of Almighty, the true nostalgic essence,

It's for you my love that my nose would air in the sweet fragrances spreading their selfless attitude of sharing,

A fragrance, that would bring in more freshness into your life as flowers blooming in to each day of spring,

It's for you my love that my mouth would chew and sip the tasty delights as sunshine on the sprouting shoots,

A delight, that would savor your taste buds, always enlivening your arid cavities from tip to the roots.

It's for you're my love that my skin would perspire the salty dew kindled in the fire of our amorous passion,

A dew, that would gush into your feelings as a cascade into the parched valleys seeking eternal sensation.

It's for you my love that my hands would accomplish the most consecrated chores in hallowed grace,

An accomplishment, that would shield your nostalgic bonds as a bosky haven of serenity and solace.

It's for you my love that my legs would step into alleys placid, in pursuit of perpetual elation,

An alley, that would guide you unto myself ushering a dwelling by the canyon of overwhelming adulation.