I lost a summer last year,
and few autumns before...

In sultry cusp of a purple dusk,
sleep sun burnt days of fading yore...

Dreams flickering over distant star-trail,
intertwined time, yours and mine...

Slight
strip of...

When
subsides...

Scampering in shambles,
she, a wild dandelion...

Rising above the realms of myth,
an enticing chimera whispers...

The Gibbous moon gracefully glided,
across a sea of blue nothingness...

You tame
with forked desires...

Lush green wheat and apricots, when swayed in...
goggled eyed I walked into, the electronic...

A swirl of silence,
wraps nostalgic whiff of tea...

............................................I...
.............................an evening, gazing...