Waking up with dreams and you, by my side.
I want to wake up in your arms, dreaming.
and go Bungy Jumping with our fingers, intertwined
Go dive the sky with my arms around your body
makingout in the vastness of the amber blue sky
‘hippi’fy my belongings and life to bare minimum,
to be with you, fully alive
unbasked, untied and unwarranted.
Buy not a house, but make home with treehouse in the woods of amazon or banks of the nile
or our own ganges, dipping in the chants of love
embracing the holy vibes of our communion: sacrosant as I see it
the materials are thin air
with you, my soul gets ripe
with every stroke your fingers make to side of my face
with every kiss you plant on the folding of my eyes
with every soothing shhh you do when arguments ablaze
with locking of our eyes, each time,
letting hours just pass by
Waking up with you, and dreams by my side.