By: Parthajit Borah
I reach you by
reducing the adverse distance,
I feel you by climbing the highest
mountain of emotions,
I touch you when the sun
winks his eye.
I travel from feelings to longings,
warmth to your breath,
Moving sights of the outside
enrapture us to eye
each other for a while,
Fallen smile of your face
awakes thousands of hope
for a rhythmic dance in heart.
Enchanting whistle of the forest
echoes unsung song of the spring.
We only meekly scribe a new
poem in the remote Horizon.