Love is not staying in your land


It is always a homecoming

without knowing how far you are


It is walking towards your land

With sand in the eyes

wind in the chest

feet deep down.

a longing is felt

only on the way back…


Love is getting lost

in the river of forgetfulness

and finding the hidden path

in a split second

only remembering you


Love is coming back to you

a homecoming

finding tranquility

on the way.

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