This sound of love i cherish
Most singing of tunes
In my mind, long and lasting,
Of the beauty of hers
Largely writ in my heart throbs,
Why she is so special
I don't know, but the song of love
The sounds it makes in me
Describes of her comeliness
Her attire, her stance
Her gait, her smile
Seems so unearthly
Only to be attained by me,
Specially reserved,
Yet many light emotion's toils away,
Making me toil all the life
For the continuance
Of the sound of love
To be ever lasting describing her
For times to come.
Ravikiran Arakkal
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