Love Sick Poem by Bishnupada Sethi

There are so many things, which are good
But to fall in love is I feel the best to do;
For love is the sweetest, it means God
Attained through a tender touch and a smile sweet
A gentle kiss and a grace, which is so pleasant.

The magic of your eyes,
The fragrance of your mind,
The innocence, the purity and your radiance,
Makes you a portrait of my dreams
And around your eyes
Revolves my world.

The more I think of you,
The less and less I remain of myself
And more and more I become of you.
A single wish I nourish
To be cradled on the waves of your love.