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In concerto till a pinnacle– A poem
Word by word ...and flowing to you
You are entrancing my essence,
Like a blind moth drawn to you
You are caressing my pretence.
And yet so near,
And yet so distant....
Inch by inch
You are pulling me dear.
When you are around
Words escape the parade,
When you are gone
Many things left to narrate.
Seclusion when among all
Engulfs till the eternity,
Your words to fill around
As loneliness is my amity.
Smile your ways ahead my dear
Today and tomorrows to come,
Count the blessings on your sky
When you wish, welcome me to home.
An evening to wait for the day
When you laughter fills my senses,
A night to wait for the morning
Your spell takes me to trances.
Yet we will cross the journey in concerto
Veiled from the maddening crowd
And there we sit together,
With an entangled crux....
To be one... in a time to feel
Never to know
Where I finish and you do start
Infuse in each other to glow.
And then we fill each other...
To weave an eternal sonata
Souls in Concerto....till a pinnacle
To a night dances in ecstatic tapestry....!!!
In death I am complete, and love to live another death...
Suffice with you.