Where the dawn takes birth from the womb of dark <br />and the sky starts wearing the mask of light <br />and the swans sing the hymns unveiled <br />and the yolk mist clinches the barley field <br /> <br />Where the light dilutes in the ocean black <br />and the swans fly back to the forest's edge <br />and the night dances on the silent note <br />and desire soars to the ultimate apex <br /> <br /> <br />Drenched with elation ….you and I<br /><br />irum inayat<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-and-i-65/
