This was a poem dedicated to a crush of mine at office in Indiranagar-Bangalore.
Did you know, queen of my dreams?
My heart is your prisoner it seems.
Everyday, a glimpse of you I yearn,
In worship of your beauty I burn.
Your dreamy eyes, an oasis of calm,
In times of pain, a soothing balm.
In your voice, I hear angels sing,
How eager, my ears await your coming…