About Love, About Us.
I am enslaved in one vast love affair
that gives me strength to cheer up all despair.
To answer when this affair began,
with smell so pure as sweet as first love.
I am swayed to the time of grave obsession,
those fears to lose him in dearth of confession.
Time was tender enough for me,
God gave his approval and I wed thee.
Seasons changed from winter to fall,
Years into decade, smile into laugh.
Deeper I sank in his love each day,
but failed to touch the bottom I say.
A women who loved one man from her youth,
often wonder that it is a blissful truth.
They are destined to love each other so,
hold it till last breath and never let it go.
-by Mehnoor Rizvi