Your passion is the first tender shoot that appears
When all leaves drops off.
It's tinted red like the mark that appears on the skin
After the kiss.
Reminding me of you,
Multi-colored birds on the tree out there
usher in spring. Old memories breeze into me
along with orange scents.
In moist leaves exposed to the gentle sun
I See your shimmering smile...
And jump to clutch a few days...
And run madly after the cool flowing wind.
Setting sail by the sun-boot
In the golden sea,
I collect a host of dream scents
From islands galore.
Where are you? !
No Matter how much i search,
No matter how many dawns pass,
Why aren't you seen anywhere? !
May be you'll appear before me
With many a twist and turn
Like a folk tale.
Like Becomes nomadic,
In your company;
there's no rest, nothing stable- For Me.
Even so.
Now softly,
Now turbulently,
I flow on as an all-weather river
Looking for your signs- All Over Creation...! !
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