I watch you between the railings of this cot..
Writing y-e-l-l-o-w on the wings of a butterfly
Pondering over 3 varieties of yellow crayons..
Suddenly startling me with something wierd
Sounding like INHAAALE, EXAAAAALE..
Which makes me do with effort
The one which i’m doing naturally..
Happy and thankful for the fact
that when i see the world with your eyes
I find it more colorful and tender..