Looking straight in his eyes
I was lost in
That euphoric paradise..

Is it real ? Is it happening?
Him just in front of me
Watching me smile.

His fingers caressing mine
Lips moving with the delicacy
As if he's singing the melody
I use to hear every night.

Eyes his eyes !!
The depth of that brown mist
Casting pure black magic..
Taking me close
To those celestial lights.

No, not enough
Letters to words to lines
Phrases incomplete endless
Fingers lacking rhymes..

His touch !! The only eternal warmth
My numb fingers need
To recite.. To revive.. To recreate..
His every word into lines..!!

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A video call and his smile.

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Sometimes hope is a person
Who let you shed all your tears
Rather getting annoyed.

Who embrace you and fearlessly share
All the strength within them.

Who touch your fingers in public
Saying no crowd can make them distant.

Who look at you like you're magic
That they're blessed having.

Sometimes hope is someone you love,
One hope that turn all your fear
Into the power others never encountered.

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Your every imperfection
Is accepted by your loved one
Embraced and admired as
The uniqueness of you.

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When you want to cry but your eyes are just too tired to rain again.

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Even a peaceful pain in your heart
Is heard by my skin.

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Your silence is the loudest scream that makes my heart bleed sorrow.

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Watching the mirror
Lips curved unknowingly
This heart melt down
Thinking of you loving me.

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My eyes may be blurry now
Still I see what I need
I need no-one just me in the room
Alone like the frames
Hanging on the walls for years.

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Cold floor burns the toes
Dry winds made the lips chapped
Dead weather hold the soul
Sound of the fallen leaves heard
Like the shouting crowd.

That one hand full of sun
Roam all around the clumsy world
Fall on the window knocking
Asking with enchantment to open
To feel it's heartless light.

Lazy winter is more chaotic
Like introverts with their loved one
Warm blankets, hot tea..
The piece of thick woolen attire
Cold moon still smiling.

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