By Rustling winter wind, the breeze set pace of cold winter. Soft sandy dust tickling coaxing with dry air. The anticipation of the comet, shining tail of ice dust. The rays of the sun
illuminating its trail. A lifetime sight, I wish for the glitter in the eyes of the lady besides me. The moment of pure warmth, emotions never fade out, the right instant. For the glow within her heart, she would be the comet that illuminates togetherness. The waves whistle as night draws in, her breath would be the sound to smoothing cold surroundings.
Crisp shore, for the opportunity that never knocks again. An evening besides her, a dream of emotions to be felt. Compassion beyond affectionate intimacy.
Soovan Sharma Dookhoo
