Sunday 16 April 2017

Compulsion - NaPoWriMo2017 #15

Compulsion

Delhi, my first, 
My best love.
Delhi, angry
And burning
And dangerous. 
Delhi, breaking
My heart
If nothing else. 
Pulling me back
Always and forever.

I have given my heart
On four continents
Yet, Delhi, 
The first, the last. 
Delhi; Sheesha, Vodka
And more
Beneath my skin. 
Delhi, compelling
And complete.
When you finally
Crack me open,
Delhi,
I'd want you
To find yourself.

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