tell me, something
why my heart misses a beat,
to see you,
feel your voice, again
and hear how it's been since the last time,
many moons back,
what a long winter,
i can't wait any longer,
can you?
tell me something,
why the urge is so vivid,
to run up the stairs, tiptoeing,
bolt the door behind us,
sit and let the hearts pace down,
keep gazing at each other,
and notice nothing's changed,
as we sip the ginger tea,
your asking if feels like then,
my nod and the smile giving it away
as i wonder,
where is the cane chair,
and the deities?
tell me something, baby,
don't you want to listen to my voice, too,
see how i look,
the salt-and-pepper hair,
keep watching the smiles,
watch the tears roll,
tease me rondu,
as you tear up yourself,
and complain,
why i took so long again!
tell me something,
how long this silence,
i keep saying your silence speaks a lot,
but today -
i need your voice
© sashikant mohanty
Very intresting.Keep going.
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