Life Begins With You And Ends With You

Life Begins With You And Ends With You prose poem

Uploaded by Kishan Negi


I want to know
how to swim in the deep lake
that flows in your blue eyes
I want to know
how to tickle your silky cheeks
when cold winds touches them
I want to know
how to dwell in your tender heart
that beats for me always
I want to know
how to embrace you
when the sky hugs the earth
in the orange horizon
I want to know
how to read your lips
when they create new words
I want to know
where to begin our love
when it rains and rainbow rises
I want to know
how do you feel my touch
when my soft fingers pamper you
I want to know
how to catch pearls and gems
when your eyes shower them
I want to know everything
that you expect from me
because I have already got lost
into your innocent and silent gestures, and
my only dream begins with you, and
ends with you only

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