Wholly present or becoming barely there – living is a bouncing between the two, or?
Suddenly
she is aware
of how much
she adores
the feel
the sensation
the taste of
‘Yes’
in her mouth,
ready for him
to hear.
Becoming a Mirage by Rahul Gaur
My body carries your words still
under the burial of daily living
Sensory overload to forget that
you still hold the power to
cause ripples in my still water mind
Do you remember that day
when the sun failed to settle down
so as to not take away your light
and then we slipped into a shared dream
that unravelled into a nightmare of
all the angst we buried underneath our love
My mind carries the cause of your tears
The decade of your doom
that you brushed aside to forget
that the dust settles down from the air
until the gust of wind arrives
to tip you off balance from the summit of
your fickle foundation of a dune
And I see you now
walking away into a mirage
but you never go out of sight
so you never go out of mind
As I sit here collecting sand
and filling up a reflection of your wreckage
so I can be tipped off balance as well
so I can walk into a mirage as well
with you but without you.
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