I will follow you into the dark
I will sup with an open mind
I will eat out my heart
The moments do not rewind

The kindness of time warms
The stills within my soul
And paints the dark and the heavy
With a light and lurid stroke

The night fire stokes my dreams
Casting reflections of the day
Spicy, salty, sour, sweet
Never could I want to stay

Sweet nothings fill the morning air
Cool blues smudge the red half-sun
I breathe in dewy undertones
Before time leaps into a run

– Akanksha Gupta