Him was a tramp, Her was a gypsy.
Together they walked Together they lived Never caged each other with relationships.
Free birds they were
Exploring nature made the detachment Memories lost in atmosphere
Inhaling her left breathe in kissed flowers,Sensing every moods spent together, Bloomed everywhere in nature
Whistling and whispering became his melody To him,feather-touch breeze became her responses,
They were alienated with their melodies Resonating whistlings from deflections Became their blissful moments Silent Whistling on nights Walking slowly Looking those glitter sky Finding his Star,
The cherished moments were never lost,
Just rediscovering communication.
Him became mood collector She left soothing clairaudience.