O Love Poem by Ankita Choudhury

Being obsessed with the hymns of love,
O love!
And driven with the flow of frantic emotions,
O love!
Let the beginning of the dusk,
Mark the melting of the two souls;
Embracing the harmony of the shrewd movements of the lips
Of yours over mine.

Shall thou not let me to vanish in your whispers of air? !
Shall thou not let me to dive into your caressing arms? !
To build a castle of heaven where you and I are never forgotten;
To mark the blending of the two souls into one.

Let you be defined by me and me by you,
Let we be defined by us.
Undressing the unspoken words to sate the night,
Soothing the long awaited thirst of the nightly thoughts,
And letting the stars to witness this unrest night;
And the moonshine to limn the love of us in the twilit.
O love!