Pandemic

Midas Touch

I still remember the gentle touch,
the feathery soft texture of your skin
rubbing against by rugged soul,
and how an innocuous brush
changed my aberrant views to pristine thoughts,

Everything was clear,
as the charm of a nightingale,
and the fragrance of petrichor earth,
like the hues on the horizon,
and the shadows in blue moon nights

And I surge forward
to feel you more
only to realize it is a dream after all,

But then a simper crosses my lips,
for I know this dream will soon be a reality
and I wait for that moment to accost
when we will meet tête-à-tête

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https://www.facebook.com/ckonfab

https://www.instagram.com/shantanu.baruah/

https://www.twitter.com/shantanubaruah

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