I felt a drop of love, on my eyes…
When you were not with me.
And the darkness was hallucinogenic,
When you were I, and I was ‘we’.
The mild and sweet fragrance of tuberose in the backyard…
Wafted in our oneness in that teensy moment
When you touched my soul in solitude
And you were I, and I was ‘we’.
Love smeared in honest guilt
Enveloped the murky soul that lives in me.
But it knew no reasons and no validations.
I was flown to the dusky ridge of love, where we met
When you were I, and I was ‘we’