I write the letter,
To the one I remember,
Most beautiful moments we spent together,
The nights spent in the progression,
And the love was all in the air.
Feelings that flowed like river,
Smell of perfume I cannot give up,
Beauty in the secrets we admired,
But, none of the secrets were for us.
We were frank like the mirror,
And then we looked in the peer,
Enjoyed the time together,
But, still felt it was little.
On weekends we used to hangout,
At friend's place or near the lakes,
Stared straight in the eyes,
Beloved we were for each other.
The way he smiled at my childish acts,
And I used to get annoyed by that,
Getting angry was never what he left me,
So he used to caress me.
Never before I cried, I remember,
Cause never let me sleep with wet eyes,
My smile was precious for him,
And our love was beautiful as it seems.
©bhargavi9 | Bhargavi P. Upadhye