Love And Body Poem by Chan Mongol

Rare communication with her;

And still, she is my dear.

My soul lives in her, there;

In the area of her harbor! !

Now, nothing I can do better;

Except my blessing and prayer.

Hoping, she is not in a wrong corner;

Hope, she is waiting for me at her door!

To feel each other is the real matter;

More I miss, more I feel for her!

Believing that she is still a believer;

That, purely I love her, I do care!

Mind hangs out in that far;

Wishing to be her concerned member, .

I keep fostering her in inner me;

Sometimes, love doesn't need a body! !

My spirit is always with her;

But the body cries and suffers here.

Without the spirit life is a torture;

Let body and spirit be together sooner!