A Silent Struggle

By Arjun Nair

 

I want to tell you how your hair reminds me of soft wings on a summer morning. I want to tell you how your eyes remind me of silent storms on a winter night. I want to tell you how your body reminds me of windy valleys that sleep between spring stars. I want to tell you everything.

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I wish to tell you how your hands remind me of ice slipping from satin skies. I wish to tell you how your eyes remind me of silver snow rising from flashing fire. I wish to tell you how your body reminds me of a reticent soldier, struggling to finish her thoughts.