Counting Days

honey on white bowl
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Counting Days

with furious determination

i count the days

until i see you again…

lover, confidant and friend


we are split peas that come together

to make soup

you are the tither to land

that my arctic heart grasped onto


we are miles away

but the journey is worth it to me

to be near your face

just to feel the air when you breathe


floating in milk

skiing on honey

and coasting on the ease of ecstasy

we stand on the defiant banks

of divine, exuberant destiny


Love always, Esha ❤


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