AWAKE TO  DREAM-2

Is it true dear that one is awake

when some loving one keeps dreaming of her or him ?

In the dead of this night is this awakeness dear

due to your dream of me soaring there ?

Dreams of scented flowers in sway inside ivory towers,

your desires riding rainbows of my blossoming youth

in thousand colours of imagined union--

flashing in the eyes of a teary sun

when dark clouds rush out of the sky’s warm sighs

there my head, loaded with thoughts ,in your lap lies…

keeping me awake to your cravings for moony moments

on the waves of the glorious, glitter of sea

with your bangles ringing to the tune of wind in tree

of your nectarine lips turning me into night’s black bee…

your dream of drinks of vanilla

in the fountain of my flowing love

under the bower of a star-studded sky ;

of steamy  ‘momos’ in college street nearby ;

of nonstop  sweet nothings over drinks during outings ;

of things sublime and things all kitsch

of a continuous play of love’s old itch…

propelling me to heights of ecstasy

and nights  of reflection on what should have been

and what things really have been been…

@copy right : saroj k. padhi/11.01/15