ill equipped hearttrapped in reality crunch
finding its ways
keeping intact
what is not at his hand
step by step
every day
counting mechanical ways
how much time may ask
where I can find you
whilst it knows
where you can be
its own constraints
making a cobweb
of its own web
asking itself
where my love has lost
realising its inside it
but have no communication links
with its interiors
the oblivions of your find
making it run all from
what is mine
and
the niche of its own
searching deep in the Blue
as if
you are descending from
step by step
closer every moment
spell of dust
showers like Magnolian petals
lit large in the wild
it making its own wilds
asking
every moment
your are just at arm's length
another spell comes
it closes its eyes
as if
it intends to give
surprise of your find
opens its finds
see every dust particle
and a name on it
resembling your one
asking to itself
who might have
this miracle of unseen
that remains to be seen
dust retires
on its on
buts it still waits
for its dust storms
that brought your name
closer and closer to heartsource:::::::::shipra.v:::::::::::::::
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