A thing called Desire

Many thoughts crosses my mind,
like how you used to steal a smile between your hesitating ifs and buts,
and how you always hold my name on the tip of your tongue and addressed me instead sire,
the love ballads,
the carefree singing of songs,
the long waits for me to come and meet you crossing seven oceans,
how you desired me without even speaking a word,
how you made me feel a soul with meaning despite living in this brutal world,

Today I think of all such thoughts and some more,
and even when you are not around,
your love will lead me to live this life with hope some more

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