I sit there holding your thoughts
Trying to hear what shadows whisper
Eyes heavy with blissful stupor
I tip toe through the breeze.
Come here, you foolish song
Tell me my love is not wrong.
Your dreams caress me gently
Like the Moon wooing the galaxy.
Far across the desert
Lines blur to become one
The birds wait patiently alert
As the clouds melt the Sun.
I wander through your footprints
Little did you smile at my hints
Unsaid stories we did share
Where time ends, meet me there.
Drops of dew and wild tear
Your intoxication chases away fear
Every heart beats with desire
Live a little, burn like fire.
- Sutapa Kar
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