Togetherness

I didn't know,
that an embrace;
in our,
magical-clasp types;
be a door,
to happiness.

I didn't know,
that a kiss;
in our,
softly-locked lips;
be an experience,
in bliss.

I didn't know,
that the moments;
in our,
day-night experiments;
be a life,
of sentiments.

I didn't know,
that child's chores;
in our,
otherwise-routine mores;
be like the,
unending shores.

I didn't know,
that love manifests;
in our,
multiple-different states;
be a bond,
of togetherness.

[For Nandini, my wife. © Srijit Mishra, 5 December 2010]