The
moon somehow looked pristine,
As if
it just said that for the moment you are mine...
It's
the kind of moon that I want to send back to my past,
And
exactly the one I wish to forever last...
It's
been a tiring route -
Treading
though cities and many a crowd,
The
goals achieved, the riches earned
The
brownie points that made even my shadows proud....
There's
no mistletoe in my life,
So
there's nowhere I can kiss you my dear…
My sky
is hazy with no shining stars,
And so
the embrace is nowhere near...
They
talk of many hearts and many loves
And of
kinship forged and lived,
Bonds
where tears are veiled in smiles
Where
dreams are framed and the truth sieved...
You
were with me in the twilight moon
When I
saw the eyes that smiled,
The
heady fragrance in the moonlight
Of
some flower, untamed...wild...
There's
no wish for a starry night,
Or for
a journey with no end;
Just a
kiss on your lips in the moonlight and a touch-
Before
I leave you again in the bend...
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