As the clouds folded their crease
I wandered along the shore
Perhaps in search of a lore
The humming air with tints of flair
Glided with glee and stories to share
Of lapis lazuli and a faraway dream
And of blushing meadows down the stream
I asked the air, if it had moments to spare
To recount anecdotes and of fables rare
It smiled and unfolded tales of yore
And then asked me of the one that I adore
Astounded, I gawked and wondered
With a mystical glow the air answered
Sensed the thought in my eyes, it said
The coy smile and the uncharted heartbeats added
Musing over what the air construed
I pondered, as at the stars I looked.....
No comments:
Post a Comment
Please let me know how you felt. I am all ears. Post a comment!