My Lover Poem by Durai Muhil

Where's life inside me,
Is it in the innumerable veins,
Taking the fluid from below,
To exhale in the expanse above,
In the bark, leaves, roots,
He feels life and love in me,
In each and every part,
Visible above the earth,
All over, I come to life in,
His soft scent in the air,
Gentle caress of the leaves,
Of wet mud oozing through
His fingers on my roots,
Of the inquiring gaze at,
The breezy touch which plucks,
Leaves grown old with time,
The tender checks of my stem,
The loving hugs of my physique,
And the all knowing admiration,
That flows out from his hands,
To drench me in droplets
I love him all over,
What is there to hate,
In this world where I am,
Beauty has to be perceived,
Love felt deep inside,
In the veins and blood,
I Feel him everywhere,
In me, in my life.