We both had built this bridge over the current of time
On pebbles of my initial swervings, your killing eye lashes,
With bricks of my hopes, your pride (like a saplings'),
Set cautiously like chosen soldiers for a war,
Who, when dead, would let their maker walk on them,
To the other side, reminding of old courtship.

We have fought again while making love,
Spent our fidgets, explored our troves,
The snooping rains, mixed with our sweat,
Changed sides, leaving a sky that beats
In incessant ire - Sleep Now, My Love.