You are in me
I am finding a path
To reach you-sprout you.
An agitation is in me
It follows me at any worth
Alone it makes me weak to you.
A hitch is in me
Whenever hiccups came forth
I think –I am reminding by you.
I am missing warm morning
Black tea at coral evening
Holding hand in silver moon.
My heart is beckoning you
I want to shelter in your heart
Want to talk for long time
Eye to eye, hand to hand, with you withal.
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