The Woman And The Man Poem by Subhadip Majumdar

Then the evening will slowly turn into the night and we would walk down the steps through the arch gate and the ageless pillars to the ruins. There will be a pause in converse. There will be the little tremble of the eyelids. There again the lips will open and say nothing. The light would be further gone the words would be meaningless and the shades of the night everywhere in the gorgeous light of the half moon. It would be all broken there but I know we would feel the same and from stairs from pillars to pillars from the open roofs from the marble floor from the marble galleys from the way to the caves it would be the footsteps of you and me like the sound of the lost water of the river which ages ago years ago used to flow here would rise again and standing in the middle of it we would live.
Within the shadows within the broken ruins we would again create a new shelter.
Where there would be only two people.
If you be the woman then I am the man.