somewhere we strike a chord
my love
of pain and despair
and immortality...

when we would be intimate

when we would be intimate
my spirit would meet your spirit
and in its everlasting wishfulness
will be connected
with the deep down recognition
of soul meeting its lost soul..
let the lips entwine
with the sacred juice of amrit
our life's sap, where
ur juice is mine and mine urs..
waiting for that time of meeting
when juices would meet like the confluence of the big oceans..
when prana will swell with
unbridled surge..
when soul meets its part soul
love meets its love
the body meets its other half..
see u my friend
at the other side of time
waiting for it to merge with yours...

you share my pain already
by wrapping it with your warmth
of love and laughter
of mirth and care..
the day i'm in your arms
I know the last bit of pain
will get washed away
in your strength of love..

I know ur

I know ur 
missing me 
every corner
length and breadth
of ur soul -
for in its corner
iv found a home,
a home that
shelters my soul -
my every gasp
my every tear
is for u
to hold and cheer-
be my love
my every bit
my life and
my destiny..