All the time i remain hooked to youand your fingers
stumble upon
at a point
where my breath
gets sticked
til you come
and stumble again
sticky thoghts
and choice of mine
let me
once again
in cob-web
where my soul
search you hard
pulsating hard for its being
but thinks
better wait
for another nanonic movement
you may be somewhere
the shades and sun
laugh
at my innocence
and me
the bad guy of the day
looks for
your glimpse
late nights
whole world
forget
and sleep
and my heart and soul
listen
to the flow of traffic
on a nearby highway
may be
one vehicle
may come scraching halt
and you alight from
to meet
my soul and heart
source inspiration: neha c'.s space, shipra.v, pu chd india
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