She sits far yet so near, dear in heart

   

She sits far yet so near, dear in heart

Her presence peps me up so fast

Her image evokes fondness in me vast

Her blue eyes seem to speak thousand words sweet

Her pouting lips weaving  story of it’s own weft

Her soft fingers moving over the keyboard

Drawing me magically aboard

Sinking the distance so near, so cold

Her front features strikingly gold

Prompting to mull on her curvy back view, my God!

Love what I see what I hear, what I feel

Love this woman, love her deep, chill!

A woman intelligent, so soft and kind, swell!

An angel in my sky and horizon so tall

A blessing and gift to cherish a real deal!

Where was she all these days?

How come didn’t know her ways

Is what the gladdened heart says

Immersed in her light’s thousand rays

Staying on in her glorious love ablaze!

Let her sit, let her walk, let her roam

So snug, so sweet all in my heart’s room

Let her say million,trillion things in bloom

let the memories of her be in full boom

staying put, unswept by the brain’s broom!

-Mohan Sanjeevan