On A Roof Poem by Paras Saxena

We sat on a roof staring at the mother moon
Counting her countless infant moons
Naming every last of them "love"
So when they shine and twinkle above the earth
Only spreading in their light will be love
For the cruel and aesthetic eyes
And for love filled eyes, like mine and yours
We name the skies "love"
So when it rains on the pupil
Thirsty for love, crying for love
On those who thirst and cry for love
All and everything shall plunge and drown in love
When the clouds of love shall rain love