Me, a passionate Indian merchant <br />With twinkle in my eyes, <br />Treading on the half-erased foot-prints <br />On the sands of Time <br />On my romantic adventure, <br />To meet you my love. <br /> <br />You, the elusive Persian princess, <br />A marvellously pied butterfly <br />With unique patterns of deep colours <br />Imprinted on your fluttering wings, <br />Hopping on and hopping off <br />On the fragile flowers of the oasis. <br /> <br />I have for you <br />Gifts of gold, pearl, diamond, rubies <br />And other precious Indian gem stones <br />Stacked on a camel-back. <br />I have silk and honey <br />And exclusive red roses kept hidden <br />In my poetic heart all for you. <br /> <br />I travel and travel relentlessly <br />On strange paths to meet you, <br />My princess of the oasis, <br />Where date-laden palm trees, <br />Chirping of the birds, <br />The colour and scent of desert vegetation <br />And the rhythm of the camel-bells <br />Ring a welcome tune <br />In a memorable bonanza.<br /><br />R.K Das<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/silk-route/
