Love's Thrill Poem by Saroj Padhi

I will be waiting for eons
to smell the musk on your rain-soaked skin,
in the forest of faith
dripping honey of rain;
for the joys of basking
in Spring time fog of your soul,
without sense of time, guilt or sin
and touch the rays of happiness
in your Sun-kissed hair
in tryst with afternoon
as day grows lean and thin;

swim in the river of your heart
when emotions of love like waves overflow,
sing like the birds of your dream
when stars lit by light from your eyes
with desire softly and sweetly get aglow.

Where are you now as I sit
watching the sun going down the hill
and wait for the moon to arrive
with a balm of beams
my cluttered mind to heal
as the ripples of the lake take on your sweet smile
exciting the wind to sing
of love's eternal thrill?