I Know *it*, So Do You Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

She gives it in my dream
pours it on my night
with the day's first gleam
sprinkles in sunlight!

She brews it in the morn
puts it in my tea
her day's smiles adorn
the path I walk daily!

She mixes it in my drink
with it makes my meal
flows it in my ink
ensures it I feel!

She puts it in my case
blends it with my lunch
ties me with its grace
so I never suffer its crunch!

She rubs it on her talks
when rings me at office
it plentily unlocks
in the hours her I miss!

For her it's never more
her flight on its wings
with it she opens the door
cools my weary evenings!

When she lays the bed
she knows I crave for it
weaves in crimson shade
its fruit ripened sweet!

She speaks all hues of it
signs it in silence
sings in each heartbeat
its words in sun and rains!