She gives it in my dream <br />pours it on my night <br />with the day's first gleam <br />sprinkles in sunlight! <br /> <br />She brews it in the morn <br />puts it in my tea <br />her day's smiles adorn <br />the path I walk daily! <br /> <br />She mixes it in my drink <br />with it makes my meal <br />flows it in my ink <br />ensures it I feel! <br /> <br />She puts it in my case <br />blends it with my lunch <br />ties me with its grace <br />so I never suffer its crunch! <br /> <br />She rubs it on her talks <br />when rings me at office <br />it plentily unlocks <br />in the hours her I miss! <br /> <br />For her it's never more <br />her flight on its wings <br />with it she opens the door <br />cools my weary evenings! <br /> <br />When she lays the bed <br />she knows I crave for it <br />weaves in crimson shade <br />its fruit ripened sweet! <br /> <br />She speaks all hues of it <br />signs it in silence <br />sings in each heartbeat <br />its words in sun and rains!<br /><br />Pradip Chattopadhyay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-know-it-so-do-you/
