Whatever he is

My lover’s so far away
flashing through a bike ride
down lonely lanes, streets, shrubs, paths…

The clouds are heavy,
and the skies are bleak again
I can feel each cell thrive and shrivel in my body
I just want to be naked and sprawl on the great green grass;
get kissed by the soft white dandelions

I want to be this alive
amid remnants of my lover
scattered in thoughts
dispersed with the winds

It’s my dying wish
I just want to touch it…
whatever he is



Published by Samasya Tapasya

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