Even the Heaven's cry on how my fingers have penned you ; in these italics of eternity ; in these curves of regret ; I am ought to die but my words will follow you even in that dreamless sleep You and I are bound to sleep.

~S

Come along with me,

So that we both may,

Go into the wilderness;

Of this liquid azure,

Sing along with me,

So that we both may,

Get lost in the melody;

This dusk today holds,

Decipher it carefully,

When my heart unfolds,

To tell you the history;

Greek had never foretold,

Ink along with me,

Under this arcane sky,

The sonnets of truth

Amidst silky lies,

Come and meet me here,

At the dawn of this dusk,

Write with me a poem;

Necessarily not of love,

Knit around with me,

A leather-bound tale,

The parchments fragrant;

With our classic plays,

Run away with me,

Away from norms and trends,

Let us rebel together;

Before this fantasy ends.