With the sea velvet worn,
With the gaze beneath born,
I see your heavenly smile from afar,
Can I reach for you like a star?

In the somber stems of the cadence,
In the amber streets of florence,
I find your divine presence gleam,
Can I search for you like a dream?

The serene bubbles of your attire,
The subtle troubles of desire,
I seek the wind passing the farm,
Can I place your memory like a charm?

In the midnight rhythm of the crystals above,
In the twilight transit of the first love,
I am now lost in the woods in the snow,
Or in the building in the glow?

No, I am lost in your form enchanted,
I have none but two wishes granted;
I just want to hold your hand.
I just want to travel your world.

© Rakesh Bal.