Dark eyes full of footprints

I miss something sometimes...
and try to place what it is.
Perhaps, it’s the warm promise of your voice.
Perhaps, your melting embrace.

Yesterday a dove landed in the palm of my hand.
Its cooing lulled me to sleep.
When I woke it was sitting on the balcony looking down on me.
Its dark eyes full of footprints.
Your latest tracks through the desert world.

You have been one step ahead of me in dreams too.
The moon is milky white and calm in the night sky.
The rays of the sun are but a memory.
Though it is dark...
I am never lost and you...
You are never far.

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Mind is the closest thing to our Reality...Be careful how you use it. Businessman, yogi, teacher, addicted to laughing...