An Utterly Drunken Dream
The air is drunkWith a wet magic
Of her own youth
The world is floating
Along the music of
The monsoon mist
We walk along
With woven hearts
Waving at the
Flying rain-drops
Eyes of our love
Dare the zooming clouds
To catch-up with our
Ever dreaming thoughts
The clouds smile
At the antics of
Our playful love
With a touch of wonder,
“You and us are
Only two halves of
The same face of
A Divine Magician!
Our smile of mirth
Is mirrored on you,
Even as your tears of love
Make us pregnant with
An utterly drunken dream!”
….Vishwas
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