No syllabus can define the aura that’s taking me in right now
Few hours spent gazing upon your beauty
Seem like few droplets of water on The Sahara
The limit is unreachable when you are the matter
I would willingly give my breath away
To have your presence in my sight
Be punished for adoring you too much,
It’ll be an honour, yes it would
Take you to Almost Perfection
Where you’ll be My Perfection
With all your flaws and scars, darling
Pulling me in for more, never push me away
Melting down my cold harden heart
Only to shape it back with splashes
Of faith, light and reasoning
Filling in the blanks brought from the past
That’s what you do to me
Desired in the past, a necessity to be brought into the afterlife.
you asked for my Brighter side. here you go. and, there you go.
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