The night when we will wed each other,
that full moon night will be like no other.
Our room will be situated on a valley.
It will be constructed as a two- storey.
It will have a really large window
with no sills to obstruct the way
that the moonlight will follow
to let itself shine inside our space.
There will be a bed, of course.
I will sit on the window and see the moon.
That night may be so emotional
that I will leave the room
and walk barefoot on the sand
after stepping down the wooden stairs.
The moonlight will outshine the candles
which will be lit upstairs.
Maybe, I will be scared
or admiring the moon.
You will arrive soon
because you can’t leave me alone
especially, in such a state.
We will sit side-by-side.
The water will reach our feet and reinstate.
The borders of the waves will glimmer in silver shade.
I have dreamt this so many times.
We will sit there and I will wonder
about our kids that are yet to arrive
and you will watch me and admire
my being as I will speak.
I won’t be aware about your gaze
until I will look at you while talking
and will know that you are in that phase.
I will talk about you and everything,
the universe, how and when was I pining.
Even if you won’t utter a word,
your mere presence will provide me comfort.