a splash of the sun, a sigh
a hint of rain, but nigh
a moth in love with the flame
a tolling bell that calls the night sky
a darkness that refuses to stray
a togetherness without you and i
jaisalmer
barefoot on a winter afternoon
ode to a sunset wrapped in a desert sarong
thank you for all the laughter and a million memories strong
nothing recedes without leaving behind…
an echo, a silhouette, an imagined warmth
with you, I’ve discovered time and tide come back for second chances
may they find me just a little wiser and a little happier
and a traveller for many a miles long
and should you call, I will play along
this time, for the love and the echoes of the song.