All Of You Poem by Shelvakumari Thachayil

It was rare a smile on your face
The snow I dreamed was you
The depth of my sleep becomes you
You constructed me with my love
One is all in my view of yours
There are ways to make of the moments
You can choose not to look upon me
I think you are graceful
I will hold your image in my heart
And searhing to hear your voice
When you come upon me I won't look back to you
Then I knew all along you were mine
It is most mad and deeper than the sea
And more it cannot die.