Last Night I Was In Sleepy-Dreamy

last night I went to the silent alone home of my master calm as if serenade darkness alive there was, tranquil breeze coming and going with faint moonlit much the white wandering cloud sucked the breast of the naked sky at night unvoiced the vista guided me to the lightless light no door there was no window, no roof voiceless voice marched on the ground my master was in contemplation but of what I don't know maybe master searched the self-heart-soul action! but I just acted for a while no patience I had for re-action edgily I roamed my mental field O there I found you in mirror chill my maiden, my celibate beauty my youthful fresh-blown lily o there I found your lotus-petaled eyes penciled eyebrows highs chiseled nose, swan-like neck, clammy lips passion majesty figure illumined by marigold complexion would make a subject worthy of the canvas of Leonardo da Vinci I was in me and completed the night sleepy-dreamy this morning's sunlight touches my eyes, offensively I get up and find the light kisses masters feet my master smiles on my need quietly I sit the around seemingly clean and neat my master asks me, "why did you come? " no reply from me pays again he smiles and says- "now go back and find your hormonal chum! " -August 27,2019 Chattogram