You and
Me
SK
Iyer
Your words -
the mirror that reflects your face,
the strings
of your voice,
the sweet intonations of love,
the free gift of
God.
But I am sad He denied me,
the artistry to draw your
face
clearer than your words
in the gallery of my mind.
Yet He was
kind, let you
to be within me
though in my world of imagery.