We run past fields
green and hopeful
your laughter echoes
as the shade catches on…
And when the sun sets
on the horizon
you turn amber
and smile in golden waves
better than the ocean…
We stand holding hands
at the edge of the world
where the red sky fades
into nothingness…
your fingers trace my lips
and paint them red
and with the tiding day
we soar high above…
And when it turns neon
we trace back
into our own den
the emptiness around
envelops us both
the only thing rife
is the light in your eyes…
Right there in the middle of nowhere
you undress my scars
kiss away my fears
as you ride deeper
into my conscience
and purge it of the darkness…
Under the canopy of the pale sky
we dance a thousand times
I was looking for a pearl prince
and in rode the knight
he was beautifully riven
as was I…

Absolutely beautiful words winged with passion. Sheer brilliance.
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Thanks, Vishal. Been a while haven’t seen you around. All good?
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Better now. In fact slowly getting back to writing after some challenges, anxiety and depression issue with panic attacks and all. Getting back slowly and will write about. I am in a more stable space and slowly getting there…
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