Analysis of Separation

In the moments of separation,
Thee vowed in the midst of stars,
Holding in fists silent breezes,
Bedewing thy eyes with tiny dews,
To meet again in moonlit night,
To touch me like moonbeam,
And to never separate again my love,
I looked the way you moved not wincing for hours
And felt your aroma for many coming nights my love,
You know when moonlit came again,
I sat under open sky for whole night,
To feel your touch in moonbeams my love,
And the nights when there was no moon,
I painted countless moons my love,
Doesn’t twinkling stars remind you of your vows,
And flowing breezes touch your soul,
You come or don’t come my love,
I will wait for you whole life my love,
I will paint for you whole life my love.