Not For Second Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Not for second

You were my woman
Even though simple human
I felt you had descended from heaven
For me to be happily driven

Some of the relations heavenly built
But occasionally it is felt
And permanently when eyes meet
And silently greet

Lust never crossed mind
To land
On unknown surface
By seeing only smile on face

It was magnificent pull
But made me motionless and lull
I looked towards sky and murmured
Had she really spoken some words or whispered?

I looked down
And made known
That I shall opt for her
And express desire

If she chooses
And proposes
I shall wait not for second even
And give consent and make it known