Does distance mean void
why is it then I search for you
in the unseen, untrodden path
and cry for the virgin touch
that reassures me of completion.
The silence of your unspoken words
and my understanding of the untold
reason out my faith on love
love that shows signs of life
in the barrenness of living.
I feel bound, shackled, strangulated
but my arms open in wide delight
to embrace the faint image of you
that strongly makes me yours
I feel the warm cuddle even in your absence.
Your presence is a phoenix
of my thought process
that connects the dots
let them what they deem fit
I owe you my freedom.
Dec 23, 2014, 8.30 am
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