Set For Union Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I feel animal's instinct
When come to act
With lover I long for
And behavior uncalled for

I almost sink
When think
About her eyes
And try

She is in dreamy situation
Lose every attention
Surrender totally under magical spell
My desire slowly swells

But we are reasonable
Want no more trouble
Before we set for union
And be declared as companion

As I embrace
And face her face
I whisper with no control
"Do not make me to fall"