Until Thou Are My Owner

(c) Shilpa Sandesh

A flower that blooms, when thou hold it, in thy hands,
A gemstone that be precious, when thou adorn it, on thy skin,
The earth that unfurls with thy sight,
A cloud that brings a thunderstorm, to break thy prolonged silence,
A rose that blossoms in thy arcadia, to be watered each day by you,
I am all of the above, my beloved king,
Until Thou are my owner........

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