She : A pilgrim in search of his presence..
... a shy locust in pursuit of lantern's glow.
He : She has lit up my otherwise dull lachrymose night
wait sets with the dusk and fast.
I absolve moon-god, for a moonless sky
Her benign appearance devours confusions. clamours cease.
In her everyday sojourn, she begins to narrate..
And slowly her kohl smudged eyes curtains my night..