I still feel
A surge in my veins,
When you come close
With hushed steps…
I still sense
I’m not deceased as Indus civilization,
When you smear my spirit
with the hue of rain.
I still endure
How precious you are in my life,
When you are not with me
And go far away….
I still reflect
I can erupt like a volcano,
When a glance of your eyes
Pierce my heart.
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