Some More Love

It rained that night when you held me close.

Close enough to hear my fears scream

I had fluttered like a bird enchained, till

You hugged me to a lull in a thespian moment

Fear melted away, giving way to the rhapsody of pain

I loved you some more that day

I remember that winter when we hiked in snow

My fingers turned pale in the icy chill

You sat me down on a ledge and breathed me warm

Then you secured my palms deep in your pockets

And we walked a crazy walk..

I loved you some more that day

When we crossed busy streets

You'd dread an erred judgment

And with a firm clasp you would

Steer me around and manoeuvre my being

As if I was your most precious slave

I loved you some more those days

As you ate your meal, I fondly remember,

You'd plunge your fingers in the curry

My nurturer was now a child aged three,

And I'd silently smile at the sight before me.

You were adamant on your eating style

And I loved you some more those times

Once in a secluded corner, you whispered to me..

Beseeching from me an amorous kiss

I was cruel enough to torture you my love

And all I granted was a faint peck on the cheek

You sighed, were tormented - but acted gay

I loved you some more that day

I recall a time, when we had fought

Over a bitter discord on a political thought

Three days of lonely, lonesome nights had passed

Fourth day I noticed a white envelop.

Hidden beneath a green potted shrub

It was a letter wrote in prose to say-

"I love you more each passing day".

---might or might not be continued.. who knows?


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