Serendipity

Tonight
I shall leave it to Fate
To decide what comes up on my playlist

Let Mozart waft in
In Noor Jehan's wake
With Symphony no.23

While Pearl Jam
kicks it with Nusrat
In an all-too-delicious medley.

Ours

There's a place.

Where tear drops turn to morning dew
And long-clipped wings take flight.

And whistling between the sequined trees
The waltz of the blind transfixes the sieves.

Our thoughts hold hands and stay up all night
And we talk only in song.

I take up where you leave off
And we never, ever
Let go.