It’s futile to dismiss
a whiff of wild thoughts
about you… and I
in my day…
since you found me.
Sometimes, I can
feel you breathing
on my skin,
your burning skin…
next to mine.
And you
fading into me
in a loop of a thousand
euphoric bliss…
in my sleep.
I would wake up
and realise
it was just
a dream…
or was it a daze?!
I can’t wait to bask
in the golden sunray
in your arms,
one day.
Finally gaze
into those eyes
and taste
your candy…
smile.
Afternoon whiff of thoughts.
May you find yourself between the lines.
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