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The Storm

Noted Nest

By Utkarsh Yadav


The Storm

Your touch electrifies, seeping into me,

Currents of obsessive love tingling my heart.

Gaping stare as I stand, caught by your radiance,

Zapped by the touch of your fingers on my skin,

As if a bottomless abyss is now replaced by a blazing beacon.

Incessant rain, your sweet caress,

Or lightning of love and petrichor,

As flutters flood and my chest empowers.

Wish I had met this storm before.


By Utkarsh Yadav

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