drink to glory

seems like yesterday?
Or was it tomorrow?
you lightly touch my sleep

tripped on my dreams

let the low mist roll in
let the little bells toll in
a few more dreams…

you spread the fluffy sky,
i have the wet sand
…beneath my feet

amidst the midnight clouds
silver washed sky…

silence in the courtyard
the planet sleeps…

with,

slow and sudden deliberation
my anklets tinkle

my bangles clink
with bashful and growing seduction

fluttering, smiling eyelids
wet, gleaming lips

a few unsaid heart beats
a few skipped shyness…

with
stars in the eyes

the soul
moves on the tempo

the body
stirs to the tune

am drunk on the moonlight…

Copyright © Neerja Yadav

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