My Dream Prince Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

My dream prince

I want you
and pass through
the joy that might be coming
and shall be really exciting

I have longed
as I surged
for secretly dreaming
and honestly beaming

the thought itself fascinated
and I really related
it gave me shivering
when came real offering

I was sinking
but the face was shining
it took me to the dreamland
as I was seeing in you real companion and friend

I never wanted to surrender
but it materialized sooner
you were my dream prince
it never made me tense