To Be Loved Ones

THE ONE TOUCH OF YOUR'S

WHAT I FEEL IT.

HOW I COUNT TIME BY

HEARTTHROBS.

 

MY LOVE IS ENTERNAL

AND INFINITE !

IT IS EQUAL & PURE

MY SOUL IS TINGED

AND COLOURED WITH

THE COMPLEXION OF THOUGHTS,

TO MAKE INNER SACRIFIES.

 

AND TO BE ANXIOUS

TO HELP & GIVE

HAPPINESS TO YOU

MY LOVE IS THOUSAND 

FATHOMS DEEPER AND

SOFEST,STROGEST

WORDS CANNOT REACH IT.!

           Sailu Bharya

This poem is about: 
Me

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