Made for each other

Man with his robust sense,
Woman with her delicateness,
Stopped at a certain point,
Far in the woods they have gone.
Man with his tongue in cheek,
Starred at her with aim so deep,
Shuddered by a glance, she spoke in low,
Keeping her eyes every time below,
“Love! Don’t stare at me so,
Or, let you stare and me speak no,
Let us love till love is lost,
Our hearts beat at each other cost.”
Man advanced with his hands abreast,
And took her to heart and slowly pressed,
Till each other melt, they kissed,
And got the human loss back they missed.

Mahendra Bhatt

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