Back to innocence

Honey scented chrysanthemums ,
mirth filled smile ,
I hold your little finger ,
held captive by trust,
transfixed in a touch of fresh dew on cherry blossoms ,
sweetness of childhood swirling
on the merry-go-round ,
eyes opened ,
eyes closed ,
watching the raindrops roll down your cheeks ,
hand reaching to wipe them gently
to feel the reality of it ,
of being back to the innocence
of early childhood.

manas /akash