Real Embrace Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Yes that brings happiness
On face
With close bond
To feel only one at the end

It is very close
To suppose
As sacred touch
And feel as such

It does not happen
Often
Without feeling
As it comes from pure willingness

What do we think?
Accept or sink?
Answer lies within
As embrace is felt but not seen

It is expression
Of readiness with new relation
You openly accept submission
With gladness sans confusion