Shadow tales broken clouds light of the stars–dead and alive.
Poem for the day does not come to me ’cause night holds this magic
Hymned with your voices and longing for you.
To-night I want to dance with you under the stars hazed in this city-sky
The Song will be the silence of this night and your breath as you lay your head
On my chest (the time) we embrace and waltz.
To-night I want to kiss your lips
The lips that are like a Saturday night
The lips that are like a monsoon morning serene and smeared with wet hues.
I want to be free like this night breeze
I want to have the moksha being in love with you.
Shadow tales broken heart beat in the unchained melody of the sultry long.