I stopped talking
I stopped thinking; filled with the rain of you
pouring out of myself
I stopped wanting
while getting everything I wanted
and then wanting some more
like all the spaces needing to be filled
all the air particles needing to be touched, and turned
the entire world needing to be touched
gripped by my hands and felt
because you encompass it


Published by Samasya Tapasya

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