Monsoon...


   The last monsoon -
The dark sky, the thundering and
your hand in mine.

This monsoon -
The dark sky, the drizzling and
nostalgic smile on lips.

Few things last forever, don't they?
You and I would last forever, too
In my dreams, my thoughts, my memories
and -
Somewhere, like the smell of wet earth,
In the monsoon.


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