You Ever Grasp My Thoughts p. k. p الهند 🇮🇳

You Ever Grasp My Thoughts

Like a velvet thread

Once so thin was my thought

And swaying like a kite on a banyan top

So carefree I was too, like the summer air

Strolling out alone sans a pair

It was all about the past

And I hoped it'd stay unto the last

But everything has changed

With your arrival in the arena

Your dove-like steps 're the steps of a ballerina

That shake me whole

By grasping my thoughts

And get them fatten now into a rope

While making my day & night as one

To desire only for your love's sweet potion

And I don't know how far I shall wait

To unite with you by soul, and be one by fate.

You Ever Grasp My Thoughts p. k. p الهند 🇮🇳