Soulmate

He tiptoed behind me with his cryptic presence

And enlaced me with the lock of his arms

This touch is so intimate to my senses

That sans any reflection in my eyes l can effortlessly confirm

His presence is like lucid droplets oozing from trembling verdure,

The canopy of his volatile spirit swathes me in amorous fervor to assure

To cater the jejune folds of my heart, he knows the balmy words to cure,

His presence gives me the feat, once again all odds to endure

Trudging any distance with him is like a pallid lane transformed into Sylvan,

His balmy words are like panacea, smearing distraught mind with freedom

His fingers entwined with mine ensure that I still live and breathe,

I still can enrobe an argentine sheen and conciliate my lonely nights in dreamy sheathe

His smile is like willowy shades floating in the autumnal sky,

Conferring me the comfort zone to amble sprightly the azure high

To lean against the wall of his bosom, I could hear the throb of my racing heart,

Like ardent intensity of a river to conjoin the sea at estuary

And all preponderance to discharge.

Indrani Chatterjee