With You Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

With you I have woven many a dream
Getting married in the early spring, sitting
Under the moon on a mat in the courtyard,
Humming tunes of love from old movies,
My head on your lap and you running fingers
Through my hair. You bending down to be
Kissed again and again till you feel an ache
On your nape. Your eyelashes mischievous
Like wings of a butterfly and star at the
Vacant clouds moving lazily across the sky.
The hurtling down of a meteor on the grove
Signaling goods days for virgin lovers with
Their hearts tied to a pole of timeless love.
Living in the paradise of love where time
Stops to let us flourish in each others heart.