And I am a fool
I know not what is a second
I know not where are You
I know only here I am
And I am for everything.
I am calling You, my dear,
See, my throat is clear,
I am so close to You
That I failed to talk to You
And for this I am nothing.
Am I encroaching?
That I know not
But I know
It is for You.
gajanan mishra
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-fool-19/
