The woods, they echoed the words in my ear.
I felt the warmth of the sun and the coldness of the stream on my skin.
Eyes full of lush greenery,
I was drunk in your glory.
The gentle waves from the torrent.
And an occasional fish that kissed our feet.
The stinging sweat flies that came to pinch rosy cheeks,
And run away in merriment.
The creepers that wove around the graceful trees, swung merrily by.
The hill mynahs they reflect my heart.
Their calls reverberate across the valley in playful melodies;
Our laughs interwoven in harmony.
The clouds they thundered past.
Smell of the rain-drenched forests intoxicated our senses.
We ran helter-skelter,
With melting hailstones in my hair
A night well spent with dreamy eyes;
Touch of anxiety, for the future.
Sigh of contentment, as it has finally come to pass.
I'm yours and you are mine, if only in spirit and not in form.
