Close me in.
Let me inherit your warm skin, your odor and soft texture.
How else will I remember you when I will be left only with life, to live upon?
Won’t you yearn for this pungent love, of moments in dark winters?
Let me inherit this window, this room, this city,
this enclosed space, this sunshine on your morning body, every this and every that.
Close me in; let me be here for a million ages more.
About Me
- ajay.r.nair
- past experience as an IT design consultant. Designed concepts for advertisements, websites and digital artworks. Presently, working as Chief Asst. Director, screenwriter and storyboard artist.
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