Of all the skins
I wear, my
favourite
is the one
that meets
yours.
/kritika.
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tonight I hold myself
tighter than ever
for your absence jolts
my body. my toes curl in,
my palms clutch
to the flesh on my back. i am
the embodiment of a cocoon,
so contained, only
the sturdy branches that
are your arms could crack
it open. but soon,
my heart clenches to itself
and the magic blood
fills the burning crevices.
rightful healing, I call it.
/kritika.
all that breathes
is the little life left
through the crevices of
a marred heart.
all it ever knew was
reckless loving.
so, it sat there and
watched itself die,
one kiss at a time.
/kritika.
amongst a million,
exists one memory, fonder
than its peers. for self
love weighs more than
sadness ever will. the
lesson came easy,
thankfully.
i hammered
the crumbling broken
walls on which doubt feebly
balanced itself and
somewhere
in the smoke of the
rubble, I breathed
peace.
/kritika.
Unsolicited love is
the sunshine
you seldom
appreciate but
its absence leaves
your days gloomy too.
/kritika.
Looking at each other,
all our blues became one.
And that’s how
I fell in love
with the sky.
/kritika.
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