Dia Chatterjee - Planting Love...

I'll walk & fall & walk again, with this special love thumping
In my breast
Till I reach a place that befits my love's purity, and in peace
Let it rest

I know where I want to take it, to the peaceful Northern Prairies
I would head
That's where I want to see it grow, on a gentle untouched plateau
where angels tread

Yes, in an expanse adorned in the prettiest swishing emerald gown
I'd plant my love
The grass blades tickling it senseless, with the feather light touch
Of a lady's glove

Where the early morning dew will be around to kiss its pristine lips
Every single day
My precious love will be nourished and cared for and above all needed
Never cast away

My love will grow up listening to the music of the bees and the blooms
It will rejoice
Yes, it will bloom with a carefree spirit, a reckless abandon, with a
Phenomenal voice

Dia Chatterjee

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