If only everything was right, with our minds,
we would be bare
with no spines.
If only everything was true, with our clues,
all our melodies would be gleeful blue.
If only everything was as the show,
all our sunsets would be
warm with purest glow.
If only everything was your eye ,with your gaze,
all our blemishes would bloom
in daffodils with yellowish haze.
If only everything was your laugh
with your beam,
all the script on those walls
would be dancing with brightest gleam.
If only if everything was like one of those times
when I feel you to the bones,
may be our galaxies would be there bare,
with no preconceived notions
or some desolated walls as clones.
If only if everything was right,
with our minds.
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Supriya limbu
A dreamer accepting changes. Exploring and learning to love through writing.
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