Embracing the warmth of an old soul,
Feeling the smell of damp tears and petrichor,
The dream in my and your eye and the shine fading with time,
Those taste on your lips and a thousand tales unfolding with one kiss,
The Smell of the ole rain and soil,
The sound of you humming, the rhythm of your beat,
That morning dew and the dark room,
Our thoughts wrapping our bones melting in each other like hues in the sky,
My life in your arms and my salvation in each breathe of you,
I die every moment when I wake up with no one but agony and lie...