ankur chauhan


the sweet tune of a humming bird, the tick tock of a wall clock.
the wet feel of an immature kiss and the sensation of the tongue's touch.
the life of a water bottle on a traveler's bag,
the thousand's mile on a simple road track.

the tip of an iceberg, the honour of the medal on the soldier's chest,
the heart beat of a baby girl, the perception of a smile on a strange land.

the seductive eye's of a dear friend, the bootlace of a missing shoe.

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