Sriram Viswanathan

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Timeless

A touch, the smell, the warmth
the floor that never smelled better
wiggling around to remind me of something
so special…

a dinner, not the same
not the water that rippled us together
not the sound that woke us

come back those moments
the ones that felt like forever
where we can be as wrong as we can be
that the pale night doesn't mind so much

timeless...