Kalon

Till death do us part

They'll say but not for me

I want you to be my sunshine

Even in my next lifetime

You are my serendipity

Stargazing each of your scars

And when you trace my fingers

You are creating poetry on my wounds

Your words for me in such vivid colours

Your touch, as colourful

My flesh a canvas for you

And your fingers, finest strokes of brushes

Because of you I experienced heaven

Neither death nor torture to feel that

You be the protagonist

And I'll be your raconteur