“Tune of Wind”

Nightfall is like a stream
It says an ignored and implicit story
Craving is awake someplace
Someplace I and you are lost
We both are quiet
We both are woozy
The ether is quiet
These eyes are talking and listening
This romance is amusing
Silence says that smile I love is mine
I am misplaced, but I don’t know when the jiffy will emanate
When this floret of nature will gently bloom
What spell and milieu is this?
This evening is sweet
Everything is lovely and fresh
My life is singing
There are marvelous and instant reveries
On the eyelids
Eavesdrop to the tune of wind
The music is incomparable