Love Quench
Love Quench
Still that quench of
Dew drops on my dry lips,
Still that hankering of
Being lost in the arms of sky..
Still that yearning to be
Kissed by golden sunbeams..
Still that hope to be
Soaked in sublime moon light..
Still that wish to be
Swayed by the wind’s swing..
Still that urge to be
Loved by you just like
The sky does to the earth..