When the silvery hue
Curls up into a tiny arc
And caresses your angelic face
It becomes a threesome
You, me and the moon
Playing hide and seek
Seeking to hide
Yet, with the intent to reveal
The unspoken words
The subtle nuances
Still germinating in the mind
Not yet ready to be uttered
Or expressed
Being buttressed
In that zone of uncertainty
When to
How to
If I should
If you should
Trembling lips
And a laden heart
Bursting at the seams
And still
Waiting for the moon
Impatiently
To trigger the moment
Waiting……..

Subir Chakraborty
3rd Aug 2023