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Love Sake

Amid the void of my state
My soul is rising from the nadir
To swim across the seven seas
And reach your land, at all expenses!

The air that you breathe is so perfumed,
The water that you drink is so sweet,
The path that you tread is so fancy,
I will mingle in this air, this water and this dust.

I don’t mind if you keep closed your eyes,
If you keep sealed your petal lips,
If my offerings you reproach;
Look! I will still merge in your senses.

It’s for my own sake that I love you 
It’s for my own sake that I believe in you.
What if you count my in-abilities?
Be sure, dear I will hide your flaws!

Our eyes will meet in surprise,
Our hearts will beat in rhythm,
Our bodies will rest in ultimate union.
Should I ever take refuge in doubt
O’ dear! I must cease to exist for love sake.
pkdas@24/05/2019
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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