Yearning To Snuggle
By Arushi Manchanda
We tend to long for what we can’t have,
However a snow sculpted maple,
fell for me to cherish and admire.
With every dripping droplet spooked me.
While I deeply yearned to crystallise it,
beyond the measure of forever…
Just when I realised that I was far…,
far from keeping myself warm.
By Arushi Manchanda

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