Sunday, June 7, 2015

Pre monsoon thoughts

I wish I could make
Every drop of rain
Trickle off your nose
For me to drink it off your lips
So it wouldn't kiss the ground
Creating a flood inside me
And puddles in your eyes

This time the eyes flooded
At the thunder of your silence
Washing away your lips from mine
Drowning all memories of summer..

To think the rains had not yet come...


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