PERSON Poem: The coming of the spring, by Rajdeep Bhowmik

Autumn had taken all my leaves
My lilies had shed all their petals
And death reigned onto my valleys.
A screeching silence stretched in all directions;
All my journeys were lost
All my dreams had shrunk
I stood aloof in my desolate hive
When you happened, dear.
You.
You lent me a breath of spring
My dear, you held my palm with your soft lush
Like you knew all about my wretched soul.
You kissed me to sleep that night
And all of the milky way fell from the sky
All its whiteness, all its shine
You shared your sight with my empty gaze,
and you made me look
You made me look at you
And I saw you, dear
As clear as a moonshine
As bright as the brightest supernovae
I saw you explode
Into a million colours and shades
And you made me see, my love
You made me see.
You bloomed into me like it blooms once a century
And yet, you were finite.
I could hold you
I could touch you
I could hear you giggle
I could rub my nose onto your cheeks
And watched your hair float.
You, my dear
Made my soul ache again
My thunder to roar again
You fell over me like the first rain after a dropless summer.

And we soared.
We soared high on your wings
Higher than we ever have
Like there was no tomorrow.

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