Unceasing Presence...by Asif Sultan Matta

Unceasing Presence...
~Asif Sultan Matta
    28-06-2015

There's not a speck of a moment when I think of other than you. My every nerve overwhelmed as though you're running through my veins like blood; and heart merged in you, as if my chest is hallow- without heart; You therein dwelling all the time instead of my unruly heart. Every now and then I imagine you: batting your pretty eye lashes as if the moon is playing, toggling between the fullness and the crescent as you flutter your magical eyelids; Your smiling face- glowing like a flower, enchant beholder's soul. I observe every beauty of the beautiful universe--- breathtaking horizons of vales and hills draped with snowy carpets; bracing scene of gardens; bulbous tulips,  pink and red roses with charming moves, golden daffodils, drooping white lilies with pink and yellow specks; enthralling view of dusk at lakes--- every beauty my eyes beheld but never have I encountered more beautiful and pleasing than you, my love. I found your voice more soothing than solacing sounds of gushing streams, chirping of birds and whistling of crickets... I feel your touch in my hands- every ridge of my fingers is swirled by your healing touch, as a dry plant is vitalised and is stretching to glow by a blooming spring.
I feel you here with me always...