Somebody Says I Love You Poem by lalitha iyer

Who says
Hi! I cant see him
know not his name
nor the colour of his frame
from east or west
blessed or best
is he a form
of manly storm
or is he a meek
passerby to seek
somebody calls out
I love YOu...

I can feel the tender in those words
he sends the message
to ease my pain
and softens the strokes
by adding more refines
his hands are a beauty
every stroke is lofty
the slants are positive
and seldom stops sensitive
yet, I have not seen
this young man of dreams
young or old his heart is of gold
he sings into my lungs
and ekes out a song
from my voice out of my lips
I am being singed
I hope I could be winged

the breeze brings the charm
kissing the blade of dawn
with the moist love of beds
of grass and smelling buds.