If You Don't Count Me

How can you forget that moon lit night, Earth was milky and stars were bright, Winds were pleasant and weather inviting, Inverted blue ocean was further exciting, Flowers were dancing on the music unseen, Bare footed on a carpet wet and green. It was the grass that kissed your feet, It was only moon with a twinkling fleet, That watched you and your virgin walks, Warm in your breaths and sleepy talks. You were not at all in anyone's arms, Wren't with one in the lonely farms, Lips yet a bud never kissed someone, With tearful eyes never missed anyone, Breaths of bosoms don't mount me, You are truthful you don't count me!