Why? Why Do I Need Permissions? - Poem by Hardik Vaidya
Why cannot I hold you close?
Like a rosé born from by curdled soul.
Why cannot I bury my self in your warm flesh?
Like a root finding its own existence in a dark cavern.
Why cannot I kiss you without guilt?
Like a bee sitting on a flower in the bloom of spring?
Why cannot I spread your soul on to mine?
Like a man making love to his woman long lost in time?
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