Waves in an ocean.
We meet and part.
Only to meet again.
Playful.
Moody.
Set in Motion.
But together.
Who cares where the flow takes us. We don’t look ahead.
We can’t have enough of each other to notice what takes us ahead.
We melt into each other again.
This time holding it for a longer moment.
One moment.
Infinite possibilities.
Alka Sharma
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