Let me dwell in thy arms till we die in love;
Let the honey bees obtain honey from depth of our love,
Let the door be slightly open and the sun come
Into the dreary days of conditional life;
Let the life speak in free-verse or be ever
Widening momentum of on-going acquaintance.
My dear, somewhere thy temper may not temperate
My temper in mistake-
O! yet, let me sleep in thy arms forever.

Pijush Biswas

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