Vishal Dutia

Like a stream in the woods,
Or the sun in the Clouds;
You’re the beat to my heart
And the better of my halves.

So tell me where do I belong?
It has been quite so very long;
I love you and you are aware,
I’ll be there to take your care.

Will you ever take my hand?
Will I erode like the sand?
Will I ever be your man?
Will I just be a fan?

Like the waves on a beach,
I’m always at your reach
Like the green on the grass,
My love will always last.

So tell me what is wrong?
Why can’t we just get along?
This can only be very fair,
If both of us could be a pair.

Will you ever take my hand?
Will I erode like the sand?
Will I ever be your man?
Will I just be a fan?

© VishalDutia