There is something with me and you
Sad smiles of soaring dust and dew
But I love and you love too
Clouds are high storm is still
I sense you with your full blooming
Fragrance of nectar brooding everywhere
Your rose like lip and pearl like teeth
And your particular secret beauty
Most beautiful of all your beauty
My arousal is high sense impaired
I express my  love undeclared
I thrust my me in your you
Thus my lovely I'm your beau
Sad smiles of soaring dust and dew.
Anil Kumar Sharma
22/07/2015