.....PUT YOUR HANDS IN MINE.....

.....PUT YOUR HANDS IN MINE.....

In you, beauty was never skin-deep Monalisa..
Yours was a burning epitaph ....
Sweet days never pass into nothingness
They touch the heart and remain so as  golden paragraph...
Love is self emanating
A source of sharing and serenity...
Care is the core of everything
That is pure and pious virility....

Memories are ever young, Monalisa
Music of life is the tune of a tireless journey...
Put your hands in mine
And see how blissful it can be....
Let's sweeten it a little more
The result will be something else...
Kiss me with full lips
Hold me a little more and let us worry a little less....

©® SACHIDANANDA MISHRA