Radiant gold tongue
Of Love flame
Skips skyward
Licking the obstructing
Impatient whimsical wind.
The Jocund
Burning sensation
Of love wick
Faces our darkness.
"Amass this bestowed
Brimming light of love
In your eyes
To own the divine sight,
My darling".
Let's have acute yearning
For being with the love flame
That furbishes our hearts.
- Konalli Rajeev Naik
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