Our Perfect Day

By Vibhuti Narang

Your welcome is a surprise

Awaited by my eyes,

Your departure I despise.

Your sweet symphony is oozing all over me,

Today I am set free

Escaping in the shadows of this tree.

Overjoyed with your presence,

I yearn for your essence

Devouring the crescents.

With your glares

And my stares

We lose all our cares.

Under the moonshine

Near this pine,

We are a fine line.

We consume the night

As you ignite

The devil in me to recite.

By Vibhuti Narang