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You

You are the weather I want for eternity,
You are the breeze that is always serenaded,
You are an epiphany... You are the moonlight I always want to sink in and make it seep through my skin and bones and beyond.

You are the rain that lets me float away in ecstasy
Yes, you are the rain; the first drop– slight shiver
And then it pours like a hurricane, and floods every inch of me
And beautifies me, makes me glowing, radiant, gregarious, amorous...
Oh, when did you become an ocean and drown me in you for perpetuity?
You are the truest, purest, bona fide reflection of me, a mirror...
But you are also a downpour, that becomes a vehement thunderstorm and rips apart the nests sitting peacefully on the trees.

You are the face of intimacy that makes me florid
You are that touch that gently caresses the locks and tangles that make my hair and make me shiver and tremble, like I just got an overdose of a current or something
You are the eyes that fall on every crevice of my heart like a hailstorm.

You are like the clouds that are there for ever, just with various hues and elements and intensity
You are this enigmatic fantasy, a reverie I am gonna leave on...
You are what makes this ink dissimulate evangelically and flood the paper verbose
You are the labyrinth, the conundrum I would always like to be posed with, sine qua non.

You are a Camelot, an inadvertent rhapsody I always covet,
You are an eclipse in the rough sky which would eventually shine bright on me.

Postlude/parenthesis:
You are every proton and electron of every atom of all the elements and compounds and mixtures that I have seen, felt, heard, tasted and deluded of;
You are everywhere,
Everywhere... _____________________________________________

Random musings. And it may sound rhetorical and stupid, because it just kind of flowed you know, like raw, no edits...

Comments

  1. Loved this Nimisha!
    Instinctive writings are the best, always!

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    1. Thank-you so much. It was well, breezy and rainy-ish last morning, and this just flowed in, so ya...:)

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