The earthy attachment
growing impermeable by inches
another inch of I-feel-for-you
on my ill-fated singleness
you-giggle-i-blush phases so far
setting up for today-is-the-day
our often situating voluntary glances
led me to become the pragmatic prey
and here I stand
beneath the azure sky
with lived-happily-together dreams
confidant and shy
with hundreds of other strange feelings
but ready to defy
They handed me ‘you’
I caressed on your forehead
perhaps than I completed my being
having you as my adopted fate
the kadapul 