Not On The Valentine's Day

No, today is not the Valentine's Day. Yet, when I woke up in the morning, At the call of a cuckoo cooing on a Nearby tree, I reckoned this to be our Day of love. Refreshed by the gentle South breeze entering my bedroom Through the window cleavage that I deliberately left open, I surmised that The ambiance was perfect for us to Celebrate the day, in love, in fondness. Drizzling droplets stuck on the window Told me that the outside weather was Chilly, but inside we were warm. Still in Bed, I saw you getting down. When I Stretched out my two palms, a gesture Well known to you, gently did you place Your face between my outstretched palms, For me to caress it. Tightly embraced, we Felt our love in silence for some time. Inside love doesn't care for any Day! I abandoned all my day's work, just to Spend the day leisurely at home with you. We spent the day together, simply being Together and talking. In the evening, at Other times I would have watched the live Telecast of the cricket commentary, but Not tonight. Busy in gossips, you missed Your regular evening walk, and I one of My irregular ones. Yet we have no regrets, As we spent some quality time together. Dhaka 17 February 2014 Copyright Reserved.