Let Me Wait Poem by V P Mahur

The air right here
Is fresh and
Full of fragrance
Perhaps
It has come
After touching a loving soul
And want to declare
The emergence
Of the time
Of love hymn
But stop it and tell
To make a yell
Into the woods of reason
And make them alive
By the love
That have been forgotten
May this air
Enter and dare
Make a track through
To flow the loving stream
Upto the very deep
To freshen the roots
For a love tree to grow
Take the whole
Into its shadow
Until then
Let me wait
For the sweet fragrance
Of loving touch