Can it be that you are the one who did make me realize,
A little more about myself,
And if so then how can it be revised that you were once where I was, and that in you I can see things in a different way.
In the unspoken hour of our arrival,
This moment leaves me naked in the apparent truth of what is,
Here we are wearing clothes,
Underneath it all the universe bekons its speech,
Have we gone mad in this clarity of union?
Have we crossed the lines that held us back from tears in salt mines vast and deep?
Have we cherished within the sigh of pontification?
I am revised and I stand here in the mercy of our timeline,
The heavens did speak through your gaze,
Where upon this garden bathed azure blue,
We bow, we stay, a little longer than before…
In deep space.
Chandanni 
GORGEOUS!!!!