The day I met you, the sky was grey,
The day I felt you, the sky was dark with clouds,
they burst forth bringing little rain with prayers and rays,
the lightning hammer of Thor was very loud.
That very day, I felt you were happy,
perhaps so it rained, that very day,
I knew I was happy perhaps in vain.
But then, even today I, know I am to say
I could love you better if I could be close.
Sometimes, I feel I could happily doze
on your shoulders with my palms
on your safe arms, sweet as the date palms.
I love you no less today, but I know
It might be a long wait till I can see you again
smile, and make the rain come down
When you are a happy bargain.
But I wish to meet you even if in years ten
from now, when you have more grey on your
head than the skies, it is not to meet maybe
but just a glimpse to know you live
happy and I live far by then, an end of me.
But, then the rains might come down
if and when, you are happy again.
Happy again in your lively gain.
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