Molten honey melts down veins,
As I absorb every sound, your parched lip makes,
Thirst lingers, for more of the honey,
With Silken threads of tunes, your words pull me to you,
A gush of awe as I feel your breath,
With eyes of admiration, each movement, I devour,
I pause the moment in my mind
I play it again,
Slowing time,
With silken thread, you pull something inside;
More weightless than feathers,
More stronger than windstorm,
I am catapult deep,
The Source, seeps,
I forgo my castle of conscious,
No more a tomb, I begin to flow,
My hand itch to grip, that tousle space in you,
Tousled filled with words, rhythms,
Where the song lurks;
With strings silkened in melodies,
You bind me to you,
A moment- Forever,
This ignited love of ours,
Beyond time and tags,
Alive in this musical embrace…
-Rupika Moitra
Flutter and Glide 