Dandelion Fields Poem by Abhilaasha Singh

Near the country side
in a Dandelion field.
I looked into his eyes
as he lay next to me.
We heard the birds chirp
and the trickle of the stream.
As he held on to me
till infinity.

His skin was as rugged
as a path untraveled.
His eyes were dreamy
as a story it unraveled.
His hair fell softly
on a strong forehead.
His path I would travel
and find out where it lead.

Near the country side
in a Dandelion field.
I looked up at the sky
the stars and the stream.
Hoping that this moment
would never pass.
As we moved in symphony
each others, at last.