The gift
of soft melting chocolates.
The sweetness melts,
deep inside.
A certain chill,
an ecstasy,
the feeling ,
of highest fulfillment,
unexplainable ,
yet - present.
the longing
for that gift
before the distance
separates.
The message floats
through gestures,
to be deciphered.
But... would the
unspoken linear words
be heard?
In the midst
of the surrounding
cacophony of thoughts,
a desire expressed.
Time runs and
yet stands still
The words stop ,
Abrupt.
Till ... time and 'time'
decide to merge
into bliss.
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