the way words come together and bow to you
the way expressions liquidate and flow to you
the way your writings make the world crave
the readers surrender self and become slave
you are literary soldier of this classical space
the captivating exaltation embedded in place
I have not seen you yet I know you from ages
your literary image has filled my empty pages
when I confront you someday I may not recognise
but the smell of your literature will always suffice
this is eternal bonding that connects two hearts
thus the story of falling in love with a poet starts
