Crafted by Shreyas Joshi

Silhouettes under the Night Sky



Like ticking time bombs, you and I

Under this pale velvety sky

With the moon a crimson, ruddy sight

We dance beneath a thousand lights


And lean against that age old trunk

Breathing love in which we are drunk

Like your morning hair, knotted, entwined

Those little fingers lock with mine


Over the dew laden grass on ground

We lay there breaching all other sounds

But then that single hold of sight

Renders me shut, and stills the night


Then on my chest she rests her head

Her warm and soothing, heaving bed

"I'll love you till the moonlight dies,"

I say as we both close our eyes...