Free Love Poem by Shipra Agarwal

When this flow of music stops,
we'll still have the warmth of silence, where words are unnecessary.
Beyond the realms of rhythms and notes, rights and wrongs,
let it have a free life, and the freedom to die.

When this rage of dancing stops,
we'll still share the beautiful stillness of an embrace.
Beyond the realms of steps and forms, rights and wrongs,
let it have a free life, and the freedom to die.

Till the music in your soul is free,
so is the dance in me.
Till the love in us is free,
so are we.