|Mysore Sand Art Museum India, Sculpture by Amit Aggarwali|
Where has thee gone my dearest love?
You held me borne like a tender dove
And let me hear you coo into my ear
Such tender thoughts I still hold dear
We were airborne on a magical night
A mellifluous song so young, so bright
With hope and future longings to recall
When we were young and did not stall
It plunged us into the great abyss
As you tended me one last kiss.