Friday, November 29, 2013

Recognition.

All the rivers that seeped out of her
Flowed back to her
Through me.

Evenings gained
Afternoons gained
At the cost of our sanity.

It is obvious.
Your decisions and revisions come in the way.
In the way
Like speedbreakers
Of love.

But darling

When I am.
And you are.

Whats all this politics for?


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