Our Meeting

Meeting after ages
Just the thought brings smiles
We have been apart, apart miles
Far away huge seas and vast peninsulas
Never made a difference in my love to you
Meeting after ages

Meeting after ages
There has never been a chance
To be away from your thoughts
You were safe every moment in my heart’s palace
Dancing everyday to my heart’s beat
Meeting after ages

Meeting after ages
Those lovely looking cute eyes
The sparkling enchanting smile
That enticing sound of your laugh
And your warm hands
Meeting after ages

Meeting after ages
It seems like a fairy tale
Prince and the princess meet on a snowy evening
A meaningful meeting to rejoice
Let Heaven and Earth envy
Meeting after ages

Meeting after ages
Wish we could fly to the Moon
Sit and talk all the missed out feelings
On a starry night with none to disturb
Just the fairies fanning chill to us
Meeting after ages

Meeting after ages
Those long missed kisses
Warm hugs and tight touches
Short nights of admiration of each other
Long lasting memories
Meeting after ages

Meeting after ages
Like the meeting of a long lost cub
With tears of joy and long lost smiles
Long missed talks and joys
To listen your silent words
Meeting after ages

Meeting after ages
Just you and me on a starry eve
Make me mesmerized
With your warm hugs and tickles
What a perfect Shangri-la
Meeting after ages

Just waiting for those lovely moments
Of our first meet after ages
With love laden heart I await
Just for that one day…

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