it's like breezes open my mouth
to pour in salted happiness
to pour in salted happiness
but how well do I know myself?
sleep (do not) want to sleep
so tonight becomes a cartwheel
of love on sliding sands
the glow of my amma, dad, uncle,
aunt, and sister at a bonfire
the rap of waves half a world away
in harmony with my heartbeat
and here's me waiting for something
wild to wish me goodnight
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Pic: Picture of sunrise on the beach (Bay of Bengal) from a trip mom, dad, and Chelli took to visit VM and AA.
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