Unconsummated Rooftops

We stood on the roof

For hours

Silently

Marking the unseen boundaries

Of twinkling stars

With our naked eyes

Choosing constellations for each other

And in moments of intense longing

We looked at each other

Like two strangers

Falling in love

Time passed by

Like the passing of an impatient traveller

We lay besides each other

Till all other roofs were deserted

Till all the stars were marked and disowned

And all the moments of closeness exhausted

Yet another night remained

Sleepless – unconsummated!