Romancing this International Boy

From across the globe, you embrace me,

in a dream.

And for a moment,

I feel your presence tearing my skin,

oozing shattered colors of bangle shards.

Decorating the marble floor, devoid of a spot.

there, you become the questions to all my answers;

just like mentalists performing,

who knows well ahead, what I might ask.

And I fear, given time, I might write you a love poem

Travel the moon, across the seas to reach your sands,

and bend my knee, “Be it a moment or more,

Let me know the alchemy of belonging,

as these cultures from across the worlds, blend together,

like the perfect ocean floor crust, withstanding every eruptions of volcano,

and yet cradling an entire ocean to its breast.

Let me discover that paradise of joy existing within you,

while shining through that cracks and breaks of your tectonic pasts.

Let me love a poet like you, with a kiss of the pen!”

Ten thousand miles away from you, my fingertips ache,

To touch the poetry you weave, from your solid mind.

uprooting my rational seeds of thought,

I keep romancing this international boy.

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