Random Notes From a Lover

by Sneha Subramanian Kanta
(Mumbai, Maharashtra, India)

Of a thousand reflexes
this one haunts me the most:
the ability to feel
and the tingling sensation
on my skin
when you touch my hand

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The burning candle
doesn't burn as quickly
as me
at both ends
when your eyes perpetually stare
at me

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From the summer afternoon
you brought me countless
sun shines
and from the waterlogged streets
this monsoon
I'm looking to see what you'll get

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As we travel in the bus
you and I
I can just look at you
and marvel at the sky
and subconsciously think of the smile
at the edge of your lips

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