Rendezvous Poem by Seema Aarella

At yet another nightfall
Beneath the silent sky
As moon waves the flag of truce
And night gathers its fallen stars.

Sipping the cocktail
We talk about life and death
‘Life' you say had grown stranger
‘Death' I say might not fit in
‘What about Love? ' we prod in unison.

After a short rumination
Shifting the gaze from each other
We stare back at the remaining night
and it's left over stars… And suspend the question there.