A Love Rhyme. Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

Early this morning I find
your Good night last night
stayed up alone all night
with no partner Good night.

Last Night stole up behind my still feet
to steal me away from the nightly verbal feat.
It took me to a faraway land of lusty wild dreams
what I had sent you earlier to your hushed screams.

The lover tab held in its recess the parting word
what triggers this rhyme in this morning bard.
Like a pair of lover birds we will coo before long
with our impatient longing dancing to our love song.