He came
From miles afar
Ending a draught,
Breaking
The wall of ice
Which divided us
For eons,
Developed over
Years of
Misunderstandings and ignorance,
To kindle
Emotions
Of intimacy
Of warmth
Of togetherness,
Which had for long
Got eclipsed
By the ongoings
Of
Many outer onslaughts,
Some by design
Some by fate,
Paving the way
For
A constant interplay
Of love and rage
Of silence and tumult
Humming into each other
Alternating
With varying intensities
From time to time!
The Aura
Has warmed-up now
For the ice-wall
Not to rise again...
Will it?
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