Come Hither Poem by Ipshita Chakraborty

Come Hither

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Lay me on a bed of dreams, sweet love
I'm not strong or willing anymore
The lightness and weight of my obscure truth
I cannot carry further, I cannot endure;

Lift me up and throw me to the skies, my sweet
So I may be caught in a soft, mad cloud
I have let go, now I need you, invictus
Hold me gentle, to hear me loud.

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