Under The Moonlight, Took I To The Few Strolls, Moving Together With, Walking Along Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Under the fairly-lit moonlight,
Walked we together, moved we together with
Holding hand-in-hand,
Walking and sharing,
Sharing and going,
Rapt in pour thoughts,
Lost in our dreams
Under the fairly-lit moonlight
Saw I, saw you
Holding eye-to-eye,
Face-to-face,
The dreams saw we,
The walks walked we.

Still the moon shines,
The same milky white fairness is thereon,
The twinkle of the stars,
But you not,
You not,
My love.