Is it possible for anything to grow solely based on wanting your gaze?
Will the weak rooting inside grow with the filamentary feelings of wanting your gaze?
If it can, let me know about my intention,
then there is a chance I can plunge into to be closer to you.
With what light shall I carry this dive?
With what hope?
I feel the intentions are aware of not receiving your gaze, which is my base and rooting.
©shivpoetesspriya
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