The Invitation
(A love-poem)

Amorous is the hallowed hour.
My inviting arms
Are empty, feeling inane.
Fill me with your warm embrace.
When will you respond
To my love...
And come to me?

Hold me!
Word to word my poems
Will sing songs of you.
Carefree, enter the courtyard
Of my burning desires.
Here, I will kindle in your heart...
True faith and love’s yearnings!

Geeta Chhabra

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