Ice Cream- V. AKSHAI KUMAR

Sunny, humid and sweaty,

That’s how the weather is.

And it doesn’t matter until you hold my hand ,

And I give you a kiss.

The reflection of myself in your eye ,

Feels like I am in my mothers womb again,

Tiny and shy.

World feels different when your around ,

The earth stops spinning and

The moon is always round.

Saying good bye ,

Feels like a slit through my heart

A never healing wound , like a crack

On a porcelain pot.

The moment you smile because of me,

It feels like A million fireflies light up the sea.

You are a bit taller than who I saw in my dream ,

Life without you,

Is like cone without an ice cream.