When we meet again, this summer, after a long while;
We sit once again in our favourite spot near the fountain,
On the pink carpet of blossoms, we make our seat to chat
The serious thoughts about life, the trivial about the world.
Again the words couple goals make sense to us both,
Who have been lone wanderers in this weary universe,
To dream of the world of delights that we can travel,
To sip from the wine of togetherness till death parts us.
May be we could dream of watching the nightskies now,
To spend time reading books or chatting for long hours,
May be one might spend time roaming new destinations
Treading the surprises that this Earth has to offer us.
We celebrate this second bout of love in this midlife,
To weave dreams around a bond of growing understanding.
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