Pakhi Kartik - Infactuation

You are a dream, you are a song,
To get to you is like reaching out for the moon,
Trying to hold the beam in your hands,
Like a mirage in a magical land,
Your very presence, your aroma,
Makes me bloom into a flower,
The minute you disappear I’m wilted,
Like a bird singing its heart out with a thorn,
Stardom does not affect you,
But who knows I may be wrong,
Your conversations are so light,
Like a feather gliding ever so smoothly,
Wrapped with warmth around her mother’s arms
The gentle loving breeze…

Pakhi Kartik

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