That Gentle Touch..o My Love!
O MY LOVE!
don't you know how long
i yearn for your soft touch-
that gentle touch of your fingers
upon my closed eyelids?
if only could you realize its power
to melt my miseries and grief,
caressing me into the skies
of serenity and rippleless rest!
your touch is the first song
of the dawn dissolving my gloom-
a ray of light to hold on to ascend
onto my hopes and happiness!
delay not, my love, deprive not
the gentle dew of your love.
&
s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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