As the darkness of silence
Turns a shade darker
You light the lamp
Of conversation between us
The glass it glows and warms up
Comforts and bakes
Your emotions
Melts mine at places…
Till am afraid
Unsure of your intentions
Will the wick burn out?
And blacken the glass?
Sooty and opaque
Just like our feelings…
Or did my erratic breath
Just flicker that flame?
Will you cup your palms?
And steady the lamp
Of conversation between us?
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