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Feb 2021
We’re moving across a pathway of unspoken words
suspended between parallel worlds.
I knew not, how to talk to you
I chose the hard accent
the heart’s accent.
Silence and smiles, and spoke to you
in the moon ocean way.
High tides and low tides, mind famished of
desire.
Changing you, without changing you,
Ephemeral, yet eternal.
I knew not to talk to you
I chose the mountain sunrise way,
And spoke to you without changing you
but shining on you fleetingly. Yet everyday,
eternal.
I let me not, utter a word. afraid.
For words ruin things,
and even a pebble picked up, alters the nature,
good or bad, a flood for the fish world.
I let me not utter a word
for I intend to love you untouched
unchanged.
I intend to love you each day
as sunlight shines through the clouds.
Without changing me, without changing you
as sunlight shines through the clouds.
And I picture us often
under an ocean
naked
wearing colors of the nature
partially merging,
sinking eachother
Pale blue waters and
orange sunshine
blending, transcending
drinking desires
from the depths of eachother.
Speaking. Laughing
in the Heart’s accent.
the hard accent.
Ephemeral.
Yet Eternal.
Amal Backer
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Amal Backer  22/M/Kerala
(22/M/Kerala)   
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