Till The Coldness Wears OffA Poem by Riya RashmiLet me taste some paranoia On the tip of your sunburned tongue, And revel in parallel worlds Of hardship and ecstasy. Let us fall into each other - I'm the moth and you the flame; Till the coldness wears off Like a weary satin night dress. Let me wake up in heaven, Tired and teary eyed; Let this warmth never fade Into the darkness of the day. © 2013 Riya RashmiFeatured Review
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5 Reviews Added on October 23, 2013 Last Updated on October 23, 2013 AuthorRiya RashmiChennai, IndiaAboutThere isn't too much to say. I'm just a simple girl who indulges in life every day :) Read my works and talk to me to know more about me. I don't have cookies, but I promise to be nice! more..Writing
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