Was back, Unchanged
I got your hands without asking for it. holding me back, melting me down. This I never felt before, in the world with me around. You seep deep into my blood Getting me so indulged. I find in you, the power of rain, the ease, washing my pain. The struggles I made in the sands of desert You walked with me, the journey now a feathered treasure. I stood alone clouded and dark You were the sun, bright and warm. Smiling we lived,live's called pleasure. These blue-blacks to me dealt in another measure. You were the light in my darkness balming me in my aches. And now when I grow weak, I find you again, the same. -Priyadarshni, Sanya Freelancer, BHU