Frankenstorm

why do I still remember...

our late night walk

long talk

borrowed cycle

riding to the beach

Arms feeling onshore breezes

watching anchored ships

walking together on cold sand

swinging sleepers in hand

counting stars through the clouds

humming poems and saying beautiful half lines

Your warm smiles

smoky face

hypnotic eyes and

your fragrance lingers in the air

There are things left untold

you wanted me and

I wanted you to tell

and the time passes by

I wish I could .....

Hold the time

The most mesmerizing time

your every touch

every posture

every glance

every stance

every word

every sentence

every laughter

every silence

every blink

every breath

leaving a thread end behind

me= frankenstorm



~Shaurya Shanker