Lunatics

Past midnight
as we lay on our respective beds
Separated by space and time

United by fate and rhyme

Our voices
Were still getting use to the sounds
Of your laughter
Stuck in wind chimes

Suddenly for you
The pillow felt like a lap

Suddenly
I was put on the map.

We made love-smoothies
That tasted like a lunar eclipse

We raced our way to heaven
On your subtle silence, I tripped.

Now it feels..
And that’s a sign

That our feelings
Were
Meant
To
Entwine.

Dreamscapes and me.

I am a sigh breaking into you. I escape from you in the form of distant thoughts. But you tell me a different story. You confess your longing for my words.

I kiss you while you’re wrapped up in the blanket made of oceanic waves. Reflecting moonlight. Turning purple.

Let me know the depths of this geometrical pattern that we form as our bodies dance in half sleepy cuddles. I will undo the way universe has planned our lives.

I will touch you until
My touch
Is the only feeling you can remember.

In every life.

These nights I spend away make me feel like a restless tree caught in a restless wind, moving quite restlessly.

We Bloom.

What she thinks
When she sinks
Into the skins
Of her lovers

What she discovers

When she looks
The other way

A tree with orange birds
An orange bird with blue and green colours

I see her in black and white
Sometimes

In purple
In yellow

In every rhyme

Sometimes

I am that lover

Sometimes
I discover

What no one has
No one will ever.

Strings of love.

Last night
Under a full moon
Surrounded by strangers

We stood
In the middle of a smoking room

With open skies
And windy guitar riffs

The floor
Sweaty
Under our feet

Her arms folded
Around my silence

I whispered,

“If you were a balloon,
I’d never tie you to anything.”

Love is about letting someone lose.
And having them come back to you.

Because it’s you they chose.

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