I love you by oceans,
By suns, moons and starred sky;
Cosmos and universes
Fall too small to swear by.

I want to see you in person
To say all that in your ears.

But alas!
You live abroad! So far away
You don’t have phone facility
That I can converse with you.
You have chosen country, say,
Its beyond oceans, suns, moons,
Starred sky, cosmos, universes.

But I am not a pessimist.
Soon I will find a way out
And reach you where you are.
For I am a Poet.
Just wait at that Great Gate.