When You Are With Me

When you are with me
I can feel the soft breeze all around;
It touches my face, cools down my neck
And provokes me to fly like a cotton seed
spreading its fairy white wings.

When you are with me
I can smell divine odor of a heavenly Hoor,
A wild flower that I have never seen,
And salty fragrance of foamy water
of an endless sea,
That calls us to a boundless goal!

When you are with me
I can feel your touch on the lips
of my words,
On the diaphragm of my heart and
On the whole cover of my inner-soul!

As you talk to me and play with words;
I feel that you are with me, around and within,
Though I know it clearly that this
planet earth has left thousands of miles gap
between both of us.

Mirpur, Dhaka, Bangladesh;
2145 hours, 9th Nov 2014