I’ve been searching
for long,
eyes wide open,
heart dangerously exposed.
*
I looked for love in books
and occasional sweet hearts
which eventually turned sour.
*
My eyes got sharp
and my heart resilient,
but my soul, if there is such thing,
broke down in defeat.
*
But there is a soul
waiting for reconciliation,
and I see it
in your eyes,
when they hold me tight,
in your words,
when they caress me
with tenderness.
*
I hear it, clear as your voice,
in the abyss of my mind
dancing at the beat
of our hearts in unison.
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