How can it be? It's just a brunch!
Yet you sit here spellbinding me..
And nobody is watching, except for your eyes
And your sight fills the room
The music that’s playing melts in this moment
And I realize my eyes are not dry..
They say something beautiful, your eyes
Like a lovely song in a language I can’t understand
The music of which only I comprehend
And I don’t wish to memorize the tune
But just the bliss to stay and linger around
In this moment untouched by the world outside
So I beg to borrow some time from all the time I have
to defer the next second not containing this moment
But this moment is so strong and yet light
Like a dove set to take its flight
How do I keep it till this song ends
till your eyes leave mine?
We do the talking through the curves on our face
We walk the lanes of the memories that have just flashed
Only if I could praise; and if at all I could praise
The beauty of what we are going through now, this day
I would write forever and still remain unsated
And to understand the depth of this moment
I will have to seed it in all my dreams
We remain seated next to each other
And I feel as safe as if I were in your arms
We don’t move as if happily paralyzed
Yet I’m living a thousand lives
I don’t know, how you feel and if you understand
But all that your eyes contrive
Is like a dreamy place in a mist
Where I wish to remain endlessly
But you don’t understand
And I would know, if you did
The mirage that your eyes have created
Will do no good to me afterwards, amidst those sands
Tell me if this music will flow
Or is it just a fantasy that I plough?