Dustless air,

Dustless footprints,

Padded on the green grass,

Do memories last that long?

A dreamy sunset blanketed our distracted ego,

It whispers beauty on wings,

The moon got envious and looked at us with a jaundiced eye,

He showed up a little early

A careless evening,

A crowded sky,

We walked down Canton Street with blooming love in our eyes

The queen of rays,

She gave us space,

Allowing us to rest in grace

Cold nights don't exist in our dictionary,

We might find heated love without trying

We drowned in breathless hugs,

Sweet little kisses,

We overdosed

A thing of love becomes my muse,

Your touch rings in my ear like jazz and blues

We find a hint of familiarity,

A common denominator,

In a melted pot of brass,

Raised by two different kinds of mass

It was a base of friendship and laughters that built us,

Universe then carries us through multiple levels of trust,

Though we live with a sheer screen of lust,

I count the unknown days in which you'd stop making me blush