Its the mind which surprises me
That I ddin't even, need a glimpse of your face.
For years I complained of being lonely
in a world so alien to me
Longing for a soul who could understand the essay beneath the poetry I tell
to get the language my heart speaks ,
to utter the words I want to spell
The more I think I realise,
I dont have to.
You came unknown yet learnt of me
you need not even peek inside
just be there,
i am there too.
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