Sometimes the desire to be, just to be, with the beloved is so strong- to simply sit quietly together and share the moments- it fills you with inexplicable longing...
Oh! To be...
Oh! To catch the pot of goldat the end of the rainbow-
The treasure trove of your love-
To meet you at the edge of the horizon
To walk with you into the sunset
To go with you into oblivion
of love of spiritual dimension...
To find that pearl in the oyster shell
lovingly nurtured by you...
To be tossed on a desert island
Archipelago of paradise with you...
To suckle the honeydew of your being
To wallow in the sweetness of your cooing
To exchange sweet nothings with you
To just sit for hours together listening to you-
the sing- song of your voices, like waves
swishing on the shores of silver beaches
on a moonlit night on the island of Seychelles...
Oh to be, to be with you...
Listen to your gentle whisper close to me
Catch the fragrance of your breath
blowing with the morning breeze into my heart
And hold your hand, and walk
into the twilight with you...
Oh to be, just to be with you...
Author: Zoya Zaidi
Aligarh (UP), India
Copyright ©: Zoya Zaidi
Poetry by Zoya Zaidi
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Written on 2006-12-24 at 10:59
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