We keep joining dots.
trying to connect words,
to stitch together a meaningful phrase.
connecting the scars on our skin,
to form an Orion on our wrists.
for we’re half and incomplete.
so we connect our heart beats,
so they synchronise rhythmically ,
creating a symphony;
a symphony that is complete.
we breath parallelly,
far apart,
yet at the same pace.
for we might be pieces of a puzzle,
but the ones that don’t go together.
so i pour you into my verses,
with the hope that a string of words,
can connect you to me.
but my dear,
we are stars;
longing to be united.
so I stretch out my hand
to hold yours,
and a constellation,
is formed.
Written By: Nimisha Soni
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