Nurtured betwixt eyelashes Cradled by silver moonshine Breastfed by emotions subdued A young dream gently conjures Within the bolted entrails Of my lonesome heart; Opening the prison of my soul And allowing my rusted thoughts To sear up high and once more Transcend the boundaries of free air- Elevated much higher from ground reality. And with the placid breeze drifts along The sweet aroma of your presence, Mingled with the mellow whispers Of your soothing voice calling out None but my name! Yet again, I embrace you in my longing arms And the dew drops cascading from my eyes Falls upon your tender lips As they softly touch upon mine. Those dark braids of yours Cover me within yourself Casting me away forever (or so I think) From this dreary and futile world And once more you fill up the void in my heart Created by yourself in the ‘now’ distant reality. It’s loneliness herself, I realize, Who beckons you once more to me, Though she knows she is bidding farewell To her own existence. (Till another morn!)