Bubble World

Wandering across aimlessly,
in the streets of my mind,
I stop by the corner
Where i’d find you and me.
I stand by the window
Of that cafe
Where we shared the warmth of a cup of coffee..
I sit by that table at
That Bistro where we shared some gag..
Rolling back to you with time
Feels celebrated.
Only to realise the bubble truth of this mundane earth.
A cold bed,
Missing your arms’ warmth
My favourite wrap-around
A sunk heart
Missing its favourite imprison
Yet astound.
All this to cheer the moment.,
Which helps,
Only little did I know,
Reminded by you every now and then,
Would make my being
Miss your presence
Yet, Fell your absence ..
This often..
Ah! The bubble world is to blame..
I fill the pockets with moments stolen from you and me..
Together what we create is pristine delicious..
To remember the taste of it is truly difficult..
Yet, we create the opportunity of invent each other in
One another, and soak in as much possible..
All because of this bubble world..
Never quite still or sedentary,
Yet,
We live,
For and within
Each other, in this
Bubble world!