A wink they started with the step,
Holding hands together smoothly they went,
They knew the path was long and could strain,
but the faith along showed them some end.
A minute to be stopped, and stare,
A glance of the dew drops withheld,
The glide on the universe they felt,
Some way in the eternity they had to melt.
Colors of life they smelled, beauty so heard,
The colloquial language of lips, so blunt,
still the placid light on their arms so punk,
A voice so jittery, a moment making him so monk.
The celestial tears, the galaxy so smeared,
still the walk without the fear, and lull,
A grip so fine, the momentary nib divine,
even the stars got stuck, said “No Sunshine”
The beauty of her legs, the duty of his pegs,
The wind so surreal, the journey so kind,
The lean so soothe, the mood so clean,
They said “Let us stay here, overnight.”