To Love and Be Loved

How blessed is to love,
to be loved, to feel loved.
How ecstatic! How euphoric!

What a wondrous thing to know
somewhere beyond the wild ocean
there beats a heart with your love,

that she tosses and turns in bed
in your absence, every fold in
her bed sheet bears your name.

An oasis amidst a high desert is
love where you can satiate your
parched lips before the conquest.

Like a hot brewing cup of coffee
in a cold shivering Delhi morning,
it wakes you from a deep slumber.