I deserve you like an innocent forgotten prisoner deserves freedom & return of all that he lost, rightly.
I seek you like a poor famished sailer seeks the favourable flow of wind & calm waters, greedily.
I look at you like a caravan of devotees worship the first sight of a monastery, adoringly.
I savour you like a starving child takes the first bite of favourite meal, feels heaven invaded the taste buds, giddily.
I cherish you like a rain deprived soil welcomes the first droplet by exuding her ethereal arousal, fragrantly.
I know you like beating of my own heart, within me, keeping me alive, revitalising me, faithfully.
In my richest moments
When I think about your parting gaze
(Two spears of quiet fire marked me forever)
My heart turns into a beggar
All treasures of the world become ashes
And everything lick the dust of your path.