I want to be there,
against your shadow,
kissing your neck,
smelling the scent,
the one of life,
and that of love
embedded in you,
fall and get tangled under
the strands of your hair;
sometimes perhaps,
the sharp cuts of your silence,
would be then felt,
and be known,
when the distance has collapsed,
all that I dream of,
all that I want to dream of,
is- You.
How fulfilling the feeling is,
to love you,
to hear your sounds,
and be glad,
and revel in the promises I make,
to look through in your eyes,
and never look away,
such intoxicating is this
movement of love,
which i desire to never be a lie,
and if so,
as like a dream,
may no sound bring me back,
I am where I stand,
at peace,
and far away from the land.
A life to love, and
a life to live,
as i always wondered,
how could one ever
do either,
without being crumpled
at the foot of the other.
But unlike my mind,
and the treacherous scars
it has laid down upon me
in the past,
and the ones I may have
upon others,
and unlike all those,
as it did-
and despite the impure cuts
of the lard,
and the forbidden and permanent marks
of the past,
stands my heart.
And yet, for some divine cause,
or by fate, it saw a light in someone,
and a light that never went out-
or so it does feel indeed,
these stories of a lifetime,
in such a short span,
did this universe,
so abruptly and beautifully
provide?
But it did though,
provide me the beautiful wisdom
to stand so far apart and yet know,
what all this is indeed.
I live a life right now,
but now, I can ask,
and decidedly answer,
with utmost sincerity,
and equal flavor that adds
to this wonder,
Who am I?
And the answer stands 8000 miles apart,
as I've yet to live a lot more,
and love a lot more,
and feel this light one day,
up close by sight, and sound,
and embrace its luminous presence,
that takes me out, even now,
but I now know,
as i truly have felt
and known to my heart,
that this light of peace
and love may-
indeed never go out.
No better love,
like that was,
of ours,
I am indebted to you,
in the most appreciative,
and loving way possible,
indeed, for life, I am.
now deeply satisfied with
what was, back again,
where we once were,
as in this feeling of love.
No better love,
like that is,
of ours,
let my words fumble
right now,
let me say these words, my friend;
I have a lot more to say, indeed,
and a lot more songs to write,
and those of yours to listen to,
so just know,
it'll all be right,
my love.
No better love,
like that will be,
of ours,
when we're done,
and so bereft of words,
yet full of love,
and then,
at last,
please never look away,
and I'll beg to let me stare,
and then,
I might say something stupid like-
let me love you tonight,
once again-
and till then,
let me come across to you,
albeit, only in your dreams,
alas, till then,
crucify me in your dreams.
May 9
May 9, 2026 at 7:27 AM UTC
I want to be there,
against your shadow,
kissing your neck,
smelling the scent,
the one of life,
and that of love
embedded in you,
fall and get tangled under
the strands of your hair;
sometimes perhaps,
the sharp cuts of your silence,
would be then felt,
and be known,
when the distance has collapsed,
all that I dream of,
all that I want to dream of,
is- You.
How fulfilling the feeling is,
to love you,
to hear your sounds,
and be glad,
and revel in the promises I make,
to look through in your eyes,
and never look away,
such intoxicating is this
movement of love,
which i desire to never be a lie,
and if so,
as like a dream,
may no sound bring me back,
I am where I stand,
at peace,
and far away from the land.
A life to love, and
a life to live,
as i always wondered,
how could one ever
do either,
without being crumpled
at the foot of the other.
But unlike my mind,
and the treacherous scars
it has laid down upon me
in the past,
and the ones I may have
upon others,
and unlike all those,
as it did-
and despite the impure cuts
of the lard,
and the forbidden and permanent marks
of the past,
stands my heart.
And yet, for some divine cause,
or by fate, it saw a light in someone,
and a light that never went out-
or so it does feel indeed,
these stories of a lifetime,
in such a short span,
did this universe,
so abruptly and beautifully
provide?
But it did though,
provide me the beautiful wisdom
to stand so far apart and yet know,
what all this is indeed.
I live a life right now,
but now, I can ask,
and decidedly answer,
with utmost sincerity,
and equal flavor that adds
to this wonder,
Who am I?
And the answer stands 8000 miles apart,
as I've yet to live a lot more,
and love a lot more,
and feel this light one day,
up close by sight, and sound,
and embrace its luminous presence,
that takes me out, even now,
but I now know,
as i truly have felt
and known to my heart,
that this light of peace
and love may-
indeed never go out.
No better love,
like that was,
of ours,
I am indebted to you,
in the most appreciative,
and loving way possible,
indeed, for life, I am.
now deeply satisfied with
what was, back again,
where we once were,
as in this feeling of love.
No better love,
like that is,
of ours,
let my words fumble
right now,
let me say these words, my friend;
I have a lot more to say, indeed,
and a lot more songs to write,
and those of yours to listen to,
so just know,
it'll all be right,
my love.
No better love,
like that will be,
of ours,
when we're done,
and so bereft of words,
yet full of love,
and then,
at last,
please never look away,
and I'll beg to let me stare,
and then,
I might say something stupid like-
let me love you tonight,
once again-
and till then,
let me come across to you,
albeit, only in your dreams,
alas, till then,
crucify me in your dreams.
