Married

The byres eerie silence, A lazy Moon's shameless Smile at the slow move a Cluster of clouds make to Turn it into a pale shadow; Her splayed limbs cloyed With an intoxicating vigor Ready to be gifted to the Raw passion of youth; Hooting of scurrilous owl Inviting dreams into kohl Rimmed eyes accompanied Music from butterfly lips; The night's reticent pause, Its failed attempt to rein in Over mulish passionate wave Gathering as storm in hearts; Flippant wind's invidious Forays into platonic ambiance Unexpected click of a latch Has set in to linger thick; Faint clinks of coruscating Bangles foretell about an Obdurate dawn she wakes Up to with a new surname.