Memories

I discovered this poem in my old dairy. I used to be a "romantic" poet, in school days !!

And i close my eyes & lo
it's gone ,the mist all around
I feel it for the upmteenth time
A beautiful thought, an image so profound
She's the journey , she's the goal
she's my heart ,she's my soul
Drink ,not sip ,i 'll from her bosom
Nectar of love, she's the rivulet divine
She needn't be a beauty queen
To creep into my heart ,to reign supreme
I meet her almost daily
Hitherto,she remains unseen
She' s a gushing stream
of love ,caring ,& other things pristine
She would stroll alonside,my walk of life
She would be my best friend ,my beloved ,my wife
The touch of her hand ,the twinkle in her eyes
Shall sustain me ,in all my fights
on sweaty days & chilly nights
The first kiss,till eternity it would last
While i forget ,the present & the past
when her body will melt into mine
She'll teach me what's lust sublime
In her lap ,I'll forget everything mine
She's my connection to the divine
For my entry ,heaven's door will be ajar
Distanced I 'll ,from low thoughts ,afar
The compassion ,gentle softness of her heart
Would make me a man ,the beast set apart
She would connect with everyone's pain
And I 'll fall in her love , all over again
I 'll fleet into her lap
the cradle of love ,holding her hand
Shielding my face ,tresses silky and long
Ideal setting ,it shall be for my swansong
With a clutch of arms , depth of her eyes
She'll say it all ,without a word said at all
What's sprung from heart , shall reach the heart
And even If all this's a dream , nobody can set us apart.

--Shashank