India.

Your sneaking back underneath my skin
every heartbeat becoming yours once again

every thought that escapes, painted in your colours
every word that slips from my tongue,  overwhelming my soul

I miss the smell of your air that I breathed in with each breath, with each deep clean breath that I took it was covered with you
Your chaotic streets the only place I felt peace, amongst the people of an unseen world
Streets painted in every colour we begin to imagine,

my heart left without my permission, without even thinking it became apart of you, you became apart of me
beauty and poverty went hand in hand, the rich and the poor lived side by side

from the day my feet touched your soil I started to dream
dreaming to be so overwhelmingly obsessed with you that I won't have to think
anymore
I will just do.

India, thank you for loving me and never letting go. You are forevermore apart of my life
I dream about you without even knowing.