When The Day Comes

The last breath, the last moment,

Before the eyes close to never open

Before the last leaf falls in Autumn,

On the last night, when the last crescent,

Illuminates our lives together,

The laughter, the love and passion,

Veiled and unveiled by the clouds,

That hold the last drops of rain

To quench our souls for one last time

When they descend, we ascend,

We rise in love, hand in hand,

Carrying everything that created us

Beyond all that's ephemeral,
Between the shadows and the souls.

Someday!

Yellow clouds, pink skies

And the bridge of love in Annecy

She smiles as the time flies

Its wings crimson, soft and lacy,

Her heart, azure and wise.

Vermilion peaks, green ice

And a bowl of pure bliss in Tawang

Assimilating with moist eyes,

She remembers a song she sang,

Long ago, with the butterflies .