Let it slip.. that dew of dawn.. let it roll like a romantic thought..

Just don’t wonder where did it go..wonder where it got lost..

The touch of hand..drenched in tears..

facile shapes in sand..appear and disappear in quenched fear..

Tried to hold it as an impulse of escaping ecstasy..

though all I can see is endless sea..

Would wait for another day..

when night would pass through the wisdom of clay..

A drop of dew and a heart drenched in wine

come tomorrow and you will be mine…


Wont let it slip that dew of dawn..would hold on to that romantic thought

Wonder how perfect we are..forever in the arms is lost..




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