Craving Poem by Ankur Beohar

There's a reason why I miss you
you are not in my home
You are instead in the world
which is filled with infectious chrome

My home's facade is white
And it's interior are done in blue
but those are the only two colors
of the others I've got no clue

It's aura reverberates with light
and it is filled in magnificent delight
There's this divine protection in it's dome
That holds the sun on it's own

I feel free, when you are inside
when your ride the path astride
on the horses of my imaginary winds
and the roads of my hide.