Some Days…

​Some days…
I’ll be your summer sun
When you will melt
As I look at you.

And then…
I’ll be your August drops
That roll down loving
Every inch of you.

Some days…
You’ll be my April breeze
As you caress my hair
Flowing over me.

And then…
You’ll be my thunderstorm
Where I surrender as
You break on me.

© Arindam Dey

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