Every morning when i rise,
I feel, I am a little more wise,
Having spent the night in your arms,
Knowing something new, about your demands.
And, each inch of your body, has a knowledge,
Which can be learnt, in no college,
Your eyes educates me, on how to see,
The beauty in imperfection, as you see in me.
Your lips teaches, how to speak softly,
Your hands make me know, how to touch tenderly,
Your hugs teaches, how to hug a prize,
Every morning, in love as I rise.
And, every night, there is everything new
When you kiss me, like a morning dew,
In the impatient world, I feel like a peace dove,
When I arise, I rise in Love.
(c)Amit Agarwalla
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