Written by Swetha Narayanan
That night, we sneaked into the carousel,
The moonlight casting us in a love spell;
Our eyes met, spurting love in the air,
Lasting a few moments, impacting an eternity;
That pair of blue eyes with captive charm,
Akin to the twinkling stars in the welkin,
Put me in a profound trance, a reverie,
Deeply etched in the depths of my soul.
I distinctly remember the vibrant hues,
Of carousel lights shimmering in the dark;
Sparks of love, igniting our thirsty souls,
Entwining our hearts, weaving a fairy tale;
Now – years later, I pass by the carousel,
And my eyes well up a little, my heart aches;
But a smile creeps in – pure and tender,
Washing away the pain of our unfinished tale;
I gaze at the stars over yonder wondering,
If you still remember the glances we stole;
Because you were an oasis amidst a desert,
A flicker of hope on a dark, gloomy night;
You were my first love, and my little secret,
My happy place, and my soul’s safe haven;
Yet, you were only a beautiful dream – that,
Faded into a puff of gold dust when woken!
