If.


A wonderful poem

Literature Is My Porn

To Ramya, because when I showed you my dark side, instead of running away, you rolled over and pointed out the stars

If your love was a colour

It would be

The darkest shade of red

Vibrant, and angry

And oh-so-brilliant.

If your love was a flower

It would be a Larkspur

Blooming only

In the spring

And, leaving me

Cold in the winter.

If your love was a word

It would be orphic

Mysterious, and beyond

Ordinary understanding.

If your love was a feeling

It would be

The overwhelming desire

To kiss someone

You can never have.

If your love was a place

It would be a cave

In the wilderness

Safe in the mornings

Scary at nights.

If your love was a time

It would be midnight

On New Year’s

The beginning

And, the end

Of everything.


-The Girl Lost In The Bookstore

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