enwrapped in your arms,
in a few leaps
and one spring
my heart just soars
each of my nerves
sizzling with liquid
fire
and like a slow
burning candle,
my being consumed by
desire
am i the calm you
seek?
you definitely are
the shore my waves
break...
the mischiefs are all
mine
so is the grief
there’s so much to
say
and every time i try
i loose my way
still lost,
i crossed the line
that night..
the soul imprinted
i walk swiftly
my head bent down
escape i must
to my solitude
to my solitude
the wind chimes
the waves rhyme
the air cuddles
the spaces huddles
and yet again
the hope springs
un-jaded with all
those strings
that marked the last
journey
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Yadav