May be we shall meet
only after the moon
has been half asleep
and the heart, sleepless,
awakes to solitary dreams
May be you will keep searching me
touching me and exploring me
through your words
on such long breezy nights
and go about your life
the next morning
May be that is how we will stay
in what we call love
10 comments:
The last three lines sums it up:)
short and sweet!
wow...platonic
I'm glad you're back! I've missed seeing your posts lately!
H
a beautiful piece, thank you for sharing this one :)
Nice poem. love aint a fairytale.
Cheers
CRD
,
Liked it a lot.
love it,
fantastic.
lovely...
Tulika,
Nicely shown that love too has rival in daily chores.
Take care
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