Sweet Love Poem by vijay menon

zephyr wafts your fragrance to me
its slowly trickles down into my mind
i recount my tryst with you off late
to flowers and to the wind

i become ecstatic the moment i see you
you sweep me off my feet
you dazzle me with your glowing charm

exhilarated i would feel
when one fine day i hold
you in my arms

i am sure i will go crazy that day
when you choose me as your mate

but this madness is not akin to
the craziness you ascribe
this is the sublime love
for the special one
which all of us who fall in love
fail to describe