You came again to me-

In the moonlit night,

Once more in March.



Like the other nights,

In earlier years-

Clad in White and purple hue,

You sat akin like

A fragrant glue.



Sticking my dreams

And desires ever,

With your eyes

That fill in me

Thirst for ever-



To be there,

Within you

And outside as well.



To be with you

For days to come

Ever and ever,

Again and again!