I love you, world wonder—
like Shah's love for Noor Jehan
erected a Taj Mahal in Agra.
Like Mumbai city streets love
the smoky din of rickshaws
during rush hour traffic.
Just like Amitabh loved Rekha
in timeless Bollywood classics.
I would trade it all; every sari,
gold bangle, or string of pearl,
for a spin around the white
ceramic floors inside the palace
of our love.
I would forego a million fragrant jasmine petals just to fill my lungs with
your sweet breath.
I am balsam, you are agarwood;
our passion ignites in smoke.
I bathe in the Ganges of our love;
only these waters purify me.
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