poetry

[184] When I See You

by Rahul Gaur

lo-fi summer chill in your summer house
feet entangled feelings entangled
but it doesn’t matter in your summer house
everything is rosy down here
sun shines in your summer house
but it doesn’t hurt like it used to
maybe its because we’re alone together now

there is no room for darkness around here
even the sunsets are in technicolour
and i like the way you can’t decide between
pancakes and waffles in the morning
it would be nice if things could stay like this forever

morning never ends and the night never comes
days turn into days and we roam in each other’s clothes
it feels like a place we made together
comfort of a couch and kiss of a lover
taste of a coffee and when it feels like summer
oh it feels like summer

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