The breeze, cajoled by your vital vibrance,
Fills my heart with the spell of your fragrance,
The sound of your scream in vicinity
In search of joining me for gaiety,
True lovers to reunite.
Despite protests, our union by chance
As the fruit of love in exuberance.
Now we are doves in storm’s captivity,
O Love, none disrupts our love-unity,
True lovers to reunite.
So furious was the storm, raged perchance,
From me, blew you away at a distance,
The breeze is for our connectivity,
Evades time and space for eternity,
True lovers to reunite.
We, love birds invincible in brilliance,
One for the other, sole in performance.
We, petals and honey, flower’s beauty,
The lesson, the soul of love’s verity,
True lovers to reunite.
Published
METVERSE MUSE
Nos. 73 & 74 Double Issue - September 2022