Love, if you want to
but don't expect anything in return.
For expectations bring in disappointments
and burden the heart of the beloved.
Set him free, help him to soar and enjoy
and if he returns to you, he has been always yours.
Love, to empty yourself
and fill your cup with delight again.
But never drink from other cups
For, that would weaken your strength.
Spoil him with happiness and love
so that your abundance draws him always to you.
And infect him with your laughter
so that the tempting spring fails to seduce.
Love, like the tree that gives away all its cherries to the farmer
and impregnate with buds time and again to give him more.
Love like the light and darkness who though live apart
but always yearns to catch a glimpse of each other.

Prasupta Roy