let us redo your day
and
make night seem our again;

(- let us redo your day ….)

when air in its subtle coldness
smells the querulous play -
on a day bereft of sun
bathes in clouded rain ...

often found you looking through
pale winds caressing the flowers
breathing wry paints on window sills (and)
making little boxes of yellow dreams ....

(- let us make our night again ....)

when on incongruous pathways
where through leaves in the woods
lay the pebbles that you picked -
realigning your fragile senses ...

(- and )

as I hold on to few drops of your smile
between fingers of my closed palm
holding the stirring chirps in the sky
of countless birds flying away ....

- I await your consent to fly today …

let us begin by redoing your day
and
making the night seem our again ;