Love

When sunrise from the east I feel warm morning with a Cup of hot black coffee Brought by a mistress on a tiny table Taking sip of coffee I feel she is around I can feel her smile, step But can't be seen Most of the time I ponder myself And felt how perfect such a beautiful mistress served Who is serving me unselfishly Even though I am unable to see her I felt she is whispering in my ear Telling Touch me feel me I am off now I honored and bowed My salutation to her 29 April 2020