And Therefore It Is

And thus verily I shall play my part

Drenched by the shy breaths from your lips

Feels like silk, the gentleness of your hug

While wildly flutters your red scarf

 

Oh, the winds, how they caress and depart

While the rain clings, like pearls on your hair

And therefore I shall merely stand guard

Shielding you jealously from all mortal glare

 

So lost in your eyes, as they send sparks of love

And your fingers, as they ever so gently touch

There’d be no greater bliss in the heavens above

Of this even the angels would themselves vouch

 

And so I hold onto your scarf, as it flaps in the air

Kissing you again, as gently blows your hair

While you hold me tightly, lest I get lost

Lost in the arms of the girl I so love

Author's Note

Every poet must once in a while write a love poem, and what better occasion than Holi, the festival of colors, to do it!

Reviews

[Jasmine]

The flow of the poem gets much better as you read on.
I am not a fan of love poetry, and, usually, I do not like to read it because it's so easy to be clichéd; this is only personal preference. But, your poem, for me, was made by the lines:
"And therefore I shall merely stand guard
Shielding you jealously from all mortal glare" ... That was beautiful.
You are a good poet.

[arbitrary jane]

holi! what a gorgeous reason for a festival. and what bright, beautiful thoughts to accompany it. the details of the red scarf and the wind; the clinging rain, bring grounding to the lofty emotions.
the last two lines, too, the paradox of shielding the lover against being lost, and in so doing allowing him to be lost... immortal.

Love comes alive bro..too good :)