Speaking with you.. Apu Mondal
9I look for you in my arm
Will you come home
Come where we can stay
It's the endearing month of May
Do your eyes twinkle in the dark
I feel your nose like a stalk
As for the roots of our love
The dreams we both wove
Air among the leaves has slept
It has rained, so the tree has wept
Love wouldn't have been in the air
The flowers just dropped off your hair.
Copyright: Apu Mondal@2020.c.r.
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