...in the gathering romance

Might not we walk down the beach together.
Away from the sunken n drawn weather.
And allow the tranquil night to conquer.
Our sorrows that have gone more grim than ever.
                           
                            Might not we complement the still night with a dance.
                            And draw melodies in the gathering romance.
                            While see-sawing waves lick the golden sands.
                            Can't we two love-birds steal a glance!

Might not we churn the embers of our love-tinged thoughts.
And chase the melancholies away from our hearts.
A long with caressing winds, moon-bathed seas n shining stars.
Let's linger on till the sun rises n moon falls.

Quleen O' Queen