TOGETHER AT DAWN

Rupal Nagda

(Submitted Nov 11, 1999)

Sleeping by your side, sharing you with none,

A Long day, an endless wait.

Sharing experiences, narrating incidents-with a loud cheer, a quiet smile.

The hurried hours, the worried ways

Now all is at peace, in your arms, as I gently lay.

Whispering, murmuring, what was that ?

You said nothing, I heard it all.

Your heavy breath, my soft sigh, the air is filled but with silence

Shedding a tear, sharing a joke- our little world full of hope and fear.

After a day's work, the night is ours-beyond the world, just you, me and us.

From now on-its my eyes, your dreams and your sleep, my dreams.

Now asleep, now awake - is it night ? Or are we in a daze ?

Weeping in your lap-it was only a nightmare.

I shyly cling closer when I dream a sweet dream.

With you, I forget my sorrow, you, your despair.

Is it the balm of your voice ? Or the heal in my touch ?

Eyes closed, lips sealed, our arms locked.

Neither spoke a word, both were talking.

Together we write a poem of passion, set to the beat of our thumping hearts,

Tuned to the rhythm of our rising pulse; swinging to our each movement.

The music-your voice, the words-my love.

You call me a poet-my eyes point to you;

For if anywhere there is magic, its in those twinkling eyes of yours, I know.

In each others arms, we enter the wee hours of morning;

The night has passed, now let's usher in the light.

The first ray of sunshine, the first song of bird,

My first sight of the day-your face next to mine, so radiant and glowing.

My prayers each night are answered I know;

When I see you in bed-each next morning.

Cause, if sleeping by your side is this poet's dream,

Waking up with you, is- my dream poetry.

Arising to Light, awaking at morn-

Your face next to mine- we're together at dawn.