She : A pilgrim in search of his presence.. ... a shy locust in pursuit of lantern's glow.
He : She has lit up my otherwise dull lachrymose night wait sets with the dusk and fast. I absolve moon-god, for a moonless sky Her benign appearance devours confusions. clamours cease. In her everyday sojourn, she begins to narrate.. And slowly her kohl smudged eyes curtains my night..