To My Love, Sadie.

Sadie
(I just scribbled down this poem and it is heartily dedicated to my darling Sadie)
by mazHur

Sometimes I wonder
And deeply ponder
How come she a Canadian
Fall in love with me, a comedian!

She is White and I am Brown
We don’t even live in the same town
I’ve never seen or met her before
But How come we became actors in lovers' lore?

She likes dreaming and I
Search for her glimpse in the starry sky
She gleams like a meteorite in my heart
Her love from my heart does never part.

Who is she? I don’t know
Neither does she know how I go?
Yet there is something strange
Which keeps us together in the same range.

She lives faraway in a distant land
Yet I can feel the warmth of her hand
Be it bitter cold or scalding hot
We live together in each other’s thought

I wish she stops dreaming and I-
She and I get bound in real tangible tie
Nothing is impossible on this earth
Dreams come true, to lovers mirth.

It’s a matter of time and a matter of luck
To every drake will come his duck
My heart says she’ll come and get me
In Karma believe I and she!