Your lips go pink,
Sputum drips,
Wets your lips;
Glow in fervor,
Invites to kiss;
Yet you say "I don't love"...;
Your eyes sparkle,
Head crouches in shy;
Eye lid blinks thousand times,
While you gaze;
Yet you say "I don't love"...;
Your sound a melodious tweet,
Gestures strewing yodel of paradise;
Penetrates ripping my heart,
Soul dances in the rhythm of you;
Yet you say "I don't love"...;
Thousand to million times,
You visit in my dreams; .
Embellish with redolent whim;
Make dreams live,
Feel acquiescent night in my bed;
Yet you say "I don't love"...;
You love me from inside your heart,
I know you store up love for me,
Yet you say "I don't love"...;
© Sadashivan Nair
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