My Love is evergreen By R.Krishnamurthy

My love is evergreen
Starting at sweet sixteen
When you were just a blossom
In the breeze floated the balm

My love is ever sweet
Starting with your honeyed lips
My gaze on your swaying hips
Your bosom swelled like a crest

My love is ever great
Your curls and curves a magnet
It started as infatuation
But it gave way to imagination

My love is ever sick
A smile will serve like a tonic
But a hug will be a good course
It will really cure the disease.