I’ve never fallen in love,
Only I rise higher and higher
Like a glorious morning sun,
Depending on the soft firmness
Of your adoring arms.
Though I know sun also stoops
At the end of a blissful day,
So, I’m ready to drown my dear
‘Cause you are there
Opening sapphire blue of your chest
Like the vastness of an ocean
To drink my entire tinge of red.

Think about the pure white clouds
Of your beating heart,
Carefully kept inside a crystal box
That only unlocks by the whisper of
A key called hope.

Time will never knock the door,
Until the innocence of your eyes recognizes
The call of baby blue in faraway hills and sky
For climbing to your dreams,
Which are always wrapped with the purity
Of white clouds.

Tiny words of sacred hearts
Quietly migrate from cells to cells
Blood to blood, inside mine and yours.

Monarch butterflies of July
Dip wings in roadside violet buds
With legs yellowed by wasted pollens.

Two journeys of love and life
Continue till one faces ending line
Spirits keep resonating with lost truth.

Silence of last night
Laying on the pillow
Waiting to be touched
By the liquid sun.

Sleep draped eyes
Opening adorably
To steal a morning kiss
From the loved one.