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