if I am not there in your gathering,
there is no sadness,
there is no sadness..
stories of ours, of our closeness,
aren't less,
they are plenty.
I have turned
my mornings into evenings sitting in your courtyard.
[that is I have so many times passed my time there.]

His eyes saw the poet
Where will he go if he sees more
"I will jump on the bandwagon with you" she said.
"I will write you a magazine" he said.