Dialectal

Bhavna Madhani
Sep 5, 2018 · 1 min read

Speak not to me, nor my body

Speak through your eyes into my soul

Tell me what’s buried deep inside

Let the fossils unfold

Shy not my love, for I’m here to heal

Heal not yourself, rather my wounded being

As the anecdotes you reveal pass a light through the hole

Setting ablaze a journey untold, unexplored once again

Let the warmth cajole your vulnerability

And comfort you to unbare

I will wait patiently then, embracing you as I would myself


A heart yearns to listen to what you have to say.

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Conflicted engineer and artist. Creative yet nerdy!

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