a poem by Devarajan R

Occasionally I saw
that lighting gesture
from her eyes when opened
that whips my mind often
and adds glamour.

Occasionally I saw
the waves from her hair
that sails my mind across borders.

Occasionally I hear
some blended notes from her mouth
that hit my ear drum pleasantly.

All I saw and heard only in dreams.
All I want, is to see you in reality
and experience what I have dreamt.