As
the year winds to a close
Wrapping
up it’s year long episode
You
have fallen on me as a flower
From
high heavens as new year gift
You
are a right girl evoking fast response
Egging
me on to fast track the love on you
I
can sense the honey and fragrance on you
Wishing
to smell the aroma, taste the honey
You
are making already fast me, damn fast
Speeding
past the highway of love
To
reach you double quick in time
To
make inroads into your waiting mind
I
take you in arms and plant first kisses
Making
you melt and kiss in return
It
is a divine connection, quirk of good fate
good
luck to meet you on the stroke of new year
Passions
grow stoking a raging fire in us
To
ride the peaks, in harmony and rhythm
To
lie spent in glowing content in the night
Ushering
in the new year, a gift for me and you
-Mohan Sanjeevan
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