Come out

Who said you are bygone,
I know you, are present behind the curtain.
Being prankish you wish to tease your man,
And hiding is a part of your game plan.
Maybe you wish to augment my yearnings,
And for that this gimmick you think.

The air is bearing your fragrance
your warm propagates  your presence.
you too are not so cunning in hiding,
I am hearing the noise of your earring. 

Now come out sweetheart,
Before its too late,
Before the moon hides behind the cloud,
Let us bath in her silver beam,
Let us enjoy our romance in them.