A Moment With Dandelion

If only you will come to me 

Before you wither off in the slightest of the wind

If only you will talk to me 

Of how much you desire to remain in this world.

Talk to me of the longings of your heart

And I am ready to hear your song for eternity

Do not stare at me without a blink

For the time has dwindled down to a few moments.

Tell me your dreams 

That we might paint them together,

Brush strokes with myriad colors 

And splendor that no one can loot.

The occasion is now or never;

I promise to be kind with you

And hold your hand and whisper a song 

Till you take off with the breeze.

- Swapna

Inspired by 3WW