May 24, 2008
By Arpa Mukherjee, Cheswick, PA

Among the stars awaited our meeting,
That soon fulfilled with a momentous kiss
Our love shamed Cupid’s zest under night’s wing
And perfectèd with vows of marriage bliss

Clocks spin backwards when I see your face,
Possessed by the brilliance of shining sun.
My heart increases to a rapid pace –
And wretchèd reality is undone.

Your visage compels my love and suspense:
A divine craft that jealous Venus quips.
Mesmerizing eyes express thoughts intense
That sculpt the motion of your ruby lips.

O my beloved bride, simple and pure,
Only your sweet presence is my heart’s cure.

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