As the shadow follows it's sunlit self
Across those untouched desert sands
Places named after sounds and winds
Will you follow footsteps of tomorrow?
I will be in the starlight that you seek
At a full moon dusk, half-lit, half-drowned
At an ocean that churned without remorse
And gently curved your fatelines into mine
Will you set your palm upon mine?
I will wait for you near our river at the alcove
A hundred years ago, a million years from now
You parted my hair and painted scarlet kisses
And brought me sarees woven of cardamom scents
Will you tie those jasmine dreams in my hair?
I will be the name that you will close your eyes to
As cold water touches your face in naked spaces
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