Did I charm you, I wonder,
Or was it the beautiful moon,
And the wispy clouds,
That took our breath away.
And all but what was left,
Was a never ending love
That had the moon and you
Given to me, as glowworms in my nights
Lighting up every step
And never have I thus been,
Alone in love.
And never have I thus been,
Without the light of hope,
In the warmth of our love,
Being lighted up forever.
Written by Namrata Mukherjee
