It is day time still
and we can see each other
in the times of grief
in the moments of joy
and can look forward
towards a rendezvous on
evening tea
or possibly at a dinner
I think of the time
when there won't be any night
left between us
at that time, what shall we do?
where shall we rise up?
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I think of the time when there won't be any night left between us.love described in a joyous form very original way of presenting. thank u dear poet Naseer. tony