Treasure.
my bosom is filled with the treasures
you have thrown my way
while you walked by me
without our knowing when we
turned our faces towards each other
we began to walk with every step in tandem
we crossed our paths and looked back
our eyes were locked
our feet entangled
our hands glued
our souls merged
our hearts molten in one warm mass
I keep flowing drenched in it
through my deepest trenches
and keep trying to reach out to you
so that we are afloat till we are…..
