Poem ' My infinite anatomy ...  ' by PrabhuDayal Khattar

Oh my love

I inferred that you are my sweetheart

while you are the technician to rectify my soul,

whenever the wall of my soul is debilitating

its bricks are collapsing down one by one,

simplifying the cement of your twinkles

lips and your arm transferring into me all your procreation

you fix my infinite anatomy

Oh, my love...

copyright; PrabhuDayal Khattar