"Its Only You"

My existence can't be seen,

But you can sense, 

What I mean.

Not so far, yet not that close,

But in every sweet whisper,

You will find me in every zephyr.

As sun glows high,

And sunlight stipples,

Our tranquil bond glints,

Heart gets its seraphic ripple.

I don't know,

What attracts me to you,

Why I want to expand my yearnings,

Why I fear that last adieu.

To me, you are the best of my symphonies,

Every time my soul goes inert,

To give me sentience,

You strike on the keys.

You are a hope or a desire,

Oh love, oh friend! 

You have incarnated here to inspire.

Shweta Chaturvedi