What Do You Like

What do you like ?
I like you..
Finding it all new..
Gave a smile..
Clad in drops of dew.
Sweat inside holding winter..
Eyes collide turning squinter..
Are you for real?
What makes it surreal?
You said it’s me..
I don’t know what you see.
The breeze that soothes..
When all that it cares is..
What that means to me.
Trapped in the glare..
Avoiding an hour long stare.
Do you know how this ends?
Some branches get weaker by frequent bends.
What about the whole portal of wrong messages..
Into the world that it sends.
Well neither me nor you..
Can repair those faulty apprehends.
Deserted in the salty tracks..
Pinching were the rugged sandy sacks.
What do you like?
It’s still you..
I don’t think it’s true..
Though words left now are few..
Some did get bitter while standing in the queue.
Some got scattered in the morning hue..
Shattered by the footprints that flew..
Boundaries were drawn..
Rubbing off the dream shaping up to the dawn.
When I knew I drew all of this not just for you.

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