There’d be songs and poems
while melodies in its invisible wings
carry hearts to wishes
and fondest memories.
There’d be a bowl of popcorn,
and marathon of Stallone’s,
while four feet get romantic,
and while two learn some moves
There’d be mirths in the rain,
icings on noses
lots of yellow daisies and red roses,
blue forget-me-nots and pink tulips
on bedsides and doorsteps.
teasing strawberries from pouting lips
and cherries on a belly.
There’d be us in a glorious sunset
at Sandy Beach.
Barefooted, we’d walk hand-in-hand
trailing the imprints
of the greatest lovers amongst us
such as the waves and shores,
such as the seas and sands—
But surviving the constraints of time,
We arrive in quiet tears of joy.
Then we kiss.
We taste the universe
and have the dampen earth
in our lips.
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