Tonight, I’ll sleep with the fear

of waking when the world is deep in slumber.

Dawn brings out visions

of tears flowing through tender cheeks;

tears of joy, of love, of surrender;

dissolving walls between our hearts

and bringing all conflicts to oblivion. 

I find them more ghastly

 Memories of joy rather than pain;

joy as subtle as the feel of your breath

tickling upon my chest, As we sat on the grass,

admiring the stars that dare withstand

the charms of a moonlit night. 

Tonight, I’ll sleep with the fear

that once again, in silence

I’d wake up wishing we never realized

that love needs more than its self to survive.