In The Twilight Hours..... Poem by ritty patnaik

in the twilight hours,
when the dark changes face,
i see you walking towards me,
in a soft nightly dream.
bordering between is the
stream of moon beams.

when fragrance,
of your body,
overpowers my senses,
my heart gets tortured
with million rhythmic
beats of raptures,
of love.

what passes,
between us,
lightens up my being,
maddening,
to take refuge
in your loving arms.