########## The Groove ########## Poem by Nikunj Sharma

Let me steal the whispers frozen in
the space between the heated skins;
waiting to ride the night’s swing that shall
reach the dark skies that hold my stars.

Darkness can’t hide the glitter in the
your twin oceans that hold the storms
on a tight leash, till the volcanoes erupt
to devour everything that’s tradition.

The night moves on slowly as a dream
trudges along to fruition, kissing every
milestone that comes along the way,
each stride being the destination itself.

The heart wants to change the rules
tonight; basking in the moonlit glory
that’s brighter than the summer sun.
Let the mornings wear the night’s skin.

Yet the sun shall rise to reflect on the
remains of a starry night, the scented
breeze shall yet again visit the grooves
to start the mystical journey all over again.

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