seems like yesterday?
Or was it tomorrow?
you lightly touch my sleep
Or was it tomorrow?
you lightly touch my sleep
let the low mist roll in
let the little bells toll in
a few more dreams…
let the little bells toll in
a few more dreams…
i have the wet sand
…beneath my feet
amidst the midnight clouds
silver washed sky…
silver washed sky…
the planet sleeps…
with,
slow and sudden deliberation
my anklets tinkle
my anklets tinkle
my bangles clink
with bashful and growing seduction
with bashful and growing seduction
fluttering, smiling eyelids
wet, gleaming lips
wet, gleaming lips
a few unsaid heart beats
a few skipped shyness…
a few skipped shyness…
with
stars in the eyes
stars in the eyes
the soul
moves on the tempo
moves on the tempo
the body
stirs to the tune
stirs to the tune
am drunk on the moonlight…
Copyright © Neerja Yadav
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