Ah, teasing breeze soft as butterfly wing
Wash over blossoms sprinkling dew
Swaying to your mischievous caress
Stems stretched upwards to love you
Whispers, take from me my colour
My form, my fragrance sweet
Draw together this moment small
Before passing another second to meet
Ah, separation, such a sweet sorrow
The captive recall of meeting again
And the leaving filled once more
With a lighthearted loving pain
~Sujata~
