Merged two days, this mind wonders still…
Longer if to hold this beat, dear too nigh that none does know.
In crowded cheers, in thousand thoughts,
All gathered whispers in the hall, no reason fascinated so will draw –
Turn such sights across but her.
At night when times in desperate flee, hold a spur to light memories.
Each and every smile so flashes, bridges call to destiny.
Times that stood so silenced, adored like dusty dusky rays,
No borders meet though humbly found, tender throbs lead the way.
Like every breeze that slithers and fondles indifferent blades,
Her voice, an alluring laughter, soothes uncanny waves.