When You Come, Comes Music... Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

When you come, comes music
close to me and deep in life.
Now my poetry gets a combo
and my heart a beating bongo.

I was dead quite a while
as I drank pure female guile.
Took my hands in your ones
and I live now in your years.

I am in the seventh heaven
on your pep-touch in the real Arden.
I will sing all the times
bidding goodbye to Edger`s raven.

Your kisses wake a slumber
And I will go for Adam`s blunder.
Our story will tell a different tale
As we will write our own Bible.