love kisses the smiles
when ripples in the dream
yet not real but seemingly true
as the flower blooms blue.
passio riffles through silky quest`
by the blossoms of mist intoned
night resurrects when ingrained
by the resurgence as intense
waking across gleams of dream,
heart seems embedded in resilience
fidelity of desire is flamed
by the glimpses of love,
Dr subhendu kar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/glimpse-of-love-11/
