Yes I'm there and see
The whiteness and azure
Of your searching eyes
In surf, sand and undulating blue
I'm slicing the manna of
Our shared happiness
So you somehow keep most
I'm already seared by
Slipping grains of time
I know its not there
So I'm dancing but
Perfecting moves
When I shall waltz alone
Caring not to step
On the empty space
Where your feet were
I swim out of this reverie
To my coast of reality
Knowing you'll wake up
Unscathed from misery of dreaming
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Rehan, thank you for writing it, it is absolutely beautiful. I am so glad that I was able to do so. The most precious times in our lives come when something seen or felt gives us, nourishes with inspiration to express from the depth of our being. Thank you Rehan.