Till Eternity



Winds kiss tender,
on thy cheeks, shall be me.
Kissing thy feet beneath,
soil shall be me.

Moisture that rejoice,
on thy lips, shall be me.
Slipping down thy body,
raindrops shall be me.

That is how I shall,
make love to thee.
Coz one fine day,
dust I shall be.

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