May the farthest distances,
Build their walls between us,
My heart flies higher than those,
I carry loads of souvenirs on my back,
Reach you with the baggage of the love nectar,
Sprawling on the lush green veranda,
In the discrete moon lights of scintillating dew drops,
Let us consume every drop of it,
along with the picturesque of the grand nature,
Still the merriment I feel in your presence,
It is same and cherished in my memories,
You are close to my heart as beats to it.
© Kranthi Kiran Ale
14/06/2016
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