If you ever desire to spoil me

Contemporary Poetry Anthology by Santosh Kumar Biswa

If you ever desire to spoil me

If you ever desire to spoil me, Fuddle me not by granting wine. That draws me to addiction, Away from you, in the land of dreams, To love you in the manner you desire. If you ever desire to spoil me, Spoil me not by passing me cigarettes That pull my lungs weak To breathe well and last long, So that I can love in the manner you desire.

If you ever desire to spoil me, Spoil me not by running me all the junk That makes me experience obesity, Out of stroke I may fail soon, Never to love you in the manner you desire. If you ever desire to spoil me, Better spoil me with your passion That leads me beyond the skyline To make me an addict of you and nothing else, With all the enchanting love forever, Perfectly in the manner you desire, Once into it, never to separate thereafter.