Monday, November 17, 2014

Sun and Rain

And right at this very moment, 
My thoughts are with you. 
Long bus rides home at night 
musky scents, 
And your fingers finding your way intertwined with mine.  
And right at this very moment, 
In the cold whilst writing this,
I crave for the sun. And then I thought to myself, You are like the Sun. 

Just like the Sun, nice and warm from a distance... But any closer and I'd get burnt from your touch.

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