How I wish I had been with you, in your solitude
Discovering places together
Walking in the bylanes of life
Hands wrapped in each other
Where identity would have ceased to matter
Just we
Away from societal fear
Shedding portrayal of politeness
Meeting conspicuously with blazing undercurrents
When you pour wine through your lips
I would have gulped your essence
Framing us together in one thousand and one nights
Forever!
Someday I hope
We will compose us
In the quicksilver flame of desire.
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