Waking up to a warm summer breeze
I watched the moon once eclipsed
Shimmering stars stood shattered around
Watching the orb melt into a shadow
Fear ravaged my jasmine terrace
Plundering dark depths of my soul
Until I touched amid those sheets,
your sleep wrapped bangled hand
That night I came to know
how shadows are wiped away by sound
So my moon may join his stars again,
Will you lend your bangled hand today?
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