The Warmest Hug of the Year

Sometimes, I have to take a pause and

Walk down the alleys from where everything started.

It's becomes necessary,

Just like other days.

I talk sane because my insanity is locked inside the four walls,

Away from me.

You bloomed and I rejoiced having your smell all over me,

I still carry that smell in my shirts

In my dreams, in my letters to you.

The longer I stay disconnected, the more it becomes paramount to return

To the void in between your arms,

To the grip of your lips,

To the web of your hair

To the eternal sunshine of your soul!

The last time we met,

A brief one,

We giggled a bit extravagantly

I remember.

I blushed and you kissed,

And it was balanced on that entire evening,

We didn’t tire, We didn’t stop.

And now

Time is kind to me,

It lets me think about you 24/Seven.

When this caged life gets over, I 'll be a bit frail,

Could you please hug me then

And put out the fire?