DATELINE NEW DELHI
circa 1992
Be with me
Like the soft clouds overhead.
I see you or not
But you be there
For those moments
When I like
To be soaked in your love.
I carry on with my travails
But you follow my trail
Without me knowing it
Without me feeling the itch
To get rid of you.
You don't knock at my door
I am lost in my world
Which includes you.
You just come and caress me
Toe to head
In your unconditional love
Your unending compassion.
You have touched me
My friend
A touch
Like that of soft clouds overhead.
©sumeghaagarwal
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