Just the aroma of you kisses my every sense awake,
And the taste of your kiss lingers the whole day like something so beautifully made, like something that angels make.
Pain or disdain, both in happiness and stress, even to feel awake or to go slumber, it's to you I surrender,
A fortifying enfold whose warmth forever I remember.
Like a heedfulness that holds on, and a clear conciseness in each strife,
You are my everyday coffee; a never boring sweetest bitterness, a surprise for life.-Laxmi Bhargavi Golla.
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TO THE MANY I LOVE [love poems]
PoetryLove is a ray, and what we hold are the scattered portions of it.