Serenade
You played the serenade
When the stars winked
In the shadow of the moonlight…
When day had departed
To the cave of night…
Reminders of the reminiscent past
Resonating through your fingers,
And me lost
In that distant past…
Me, blending into the shadow
Of the window pane,
Wishing to have an escapade
To that past!
I know, I should live the present,
But stupid mind wanders in past.
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