Moments
Moments


Sometimes, in long, quiet moments,
I feel the embrace of your touch.
In those moments,
I shimmer with happiness.
I bloom and spread fragrances all over
To spend some time
While looking at the beauty of your creation.
True for heart, tryst for soul,
I yearn to reconcile with thee.
In those long, quiet moments,
I pause for a bit
To regenerate my feelings for you,
Where the temporariness of life
Looks soothing.
In your servitude, I spend those long, quiet moments,
Thinking about sitting on your soft couch
While hugging you
To share some interconnectedness and love.
In those long, quiet moments,
I behold you to love sublimly and with the intensity of unity.
There is no destitute,
But a lover's Armor
In the calmness of those long, quiet moments.