Love on the Edge: Embracing the Adventure of a Moon-Like Heart




I've always loved living on the edge,
 For that makes me feel alive.
 I love it when adrenaline pumps,
 And,when the air rushes furiously in and out of my lungs.
I seldom search for the comfort of home in others,
 But you, you pulled me .....
You searched for wilderness and danger in me,
You celebrated my uniqueness,
You pulled that uniqueness to colors,
 You dragged my vulnerabilities to comforts,
 You unfolded the chaos to music.
That's why i fell in love with you:
You are an adventure.
I believe bliss was a man who smelled like forest;
 I love it, when your arms flourished into branches
 and tangled me in their exoticism.
Bliss was the kiss of a cold breeze,
from the snowstorm in his eyes.
And bliss was your moon-like heart;
It was missing pieces and it was full of craters,
 But nevertheless, it was mysteriously ensorcelling.
But I am scared, for I may get lost in the forest and die in the storm.
When I am the sun,
And all that man with a moon-like heart will do is prevent me from shining with his solar eclipse soul..!!!

-         Chippy Mohan

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