Did you know
that the whole world,
is the odeum
of your splendour?
Did you know that all these effusing gardens,
these inflating balloons of double rainbows,
these vineyards of fragrances, and grapes of flavours
all these infusing orchards of sunshine
these lush groves of colour and allure,
one by one,
are the pedicels
of different elongation
of your longing grace?
did you know that the whole world
is the playhouse
of every drama that is ever written
or left un written
of you?
that colours do not exist
until you see them,
that beauty
is how you look at yourself in others,
and time,
is how you give life to everything
you look at?
Did you know
the moment you cease to look at me,
waters would forgo to stream,
falls would stop to pour,
moon would shun
to gush hyaloid nights,
hearts would forbear deliquescing to our lips,
time would turn to frostbite
and watches would withhold
to tick,
for they are
all openheartedly tied
to
these
heartbeats?
