Is that you, my love?
The whiff of coffee
And the honey-dipped
Breadcrumbs on the plate
Settled on my lips.
Is that you, my love?
The trickling water
That falls on my face
Soaking the patches
With the monsoon rains.
Is that you, my love?
The scent of the buds
That wafts in the air
And find its new place
Tucked in my long hair.
Is that you, my love?
The kohl smudged dark lines
That defines my eyes
Emboldens my glance
To perceive you there.
Is that you, my love?
The whispers of your
Lilting cadence that
Vibrates in my ears
With music of love!
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