Until it's you
Until it's you
Didn't realise that I was enclosed
In the frigidity caused by kin
The sorrow engulfed me
Not the soul but the inlet of ardour
Which made me in a cold sweat
To air my passion
Just not for you but for feelings
It made me feel like a sinister
For none, for having a gab
With you I have no boundaries.
Until it's you
I have no companions
Not of support but of satiety
Didn't realise I apologized
Constantly even not being a part of it
A small hat tip is never enough
For the convo of simple words
Which makes me feel serene
The radiance you hold
Even while concealing not
Just face but my refuge.
Copyright © sisira chowdavarapu | Year Posted 2025
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