Manan Das writes about the way one person's presence can overwhelm the speaker. The poem opens with the admission that there is no obvious reason for it, yet whenever the loved one comes close, the speaker's chest fills with the sound of a waterfall, or a herd of deer seems to race through it. The feeling is wild, fast and physical. In the second stanza the image softens: shadows of rain clouds gather and bend toward a thirsty earth, which suggests the speaker has been longing for this closeness for a long time.
Then the poem looks ahead. The speaker imagines a day when the two will float on the wind hand in hand, look into each other's eyes and fill their hearts with joy. The ending turns back to the present problem: when the speaker tries to say all this aloud, emotion rises like a river and carries the words away. The mood is tender, dreamy and a little helpless, since the feeling is too big to be spoken.