Breeze! Oh Breeze!

Breeze, oh breeze! You can wait.
You can wait forever,
I have my love here, with me.
I need no embraces.

The Veils have fallen down.
And the bosoms are drifting apart.
The Purdah is a bare segregation.
And the Love is beyond.

Breeze, oh breeze!
Caution the ones, that insinuate isolation.
Love transcends material artifacts.
And the boundaries created by men.

The gap is now filling in,
faster than one could think,
Brinks are now uniting.
And the Love breathes within.

 -Sr