We can talk for hours and laugh in between
He respects my words as much as I respect his thinking
There we were choosing human characters from an article
Intrinsically we both chose a man who lavish in infidelity
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Cold concrete floor and deafening silence
locks on every door displaying numbers
no names or personalities, no music or kid’s steps
just the sound of all seasons rushing to escape
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Sailing down the river named serenity
ushered by the laughter of summer wind
emerging and fading from my senses
are time defying moments captured by my mind’s eyes
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I crave your eyes, your laughter, your touch
I crave the smile of your eyes
the warmth of your breath
the scent of your eyelids
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I serve my pen to feed my flesh and my soul extract honey from the alphabets
I come alive and true, when I write
I have no mirror, no dressing room, no camera,
I know no shame
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