Paperboats short poem

Uploaded by Rini Bankhwal

If thoughts were paper boats,

I’d catch one by its sail,

And gently steer it,

Towards the light that plays peekaboo,

On your skin,

That waltzes against mine,

Stubble scathing through the softness,

Till I can smell your breath,

Contouring my face.

Towards rehearsed words,

That sound so different,

When spoken out loud,

Warm like the back of your neck,

Vivid like the goosebumps on your skin,

That surge and settle,

Like radial ripples on the surface of water.

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Paperboats short poem

When I had been a little boy I’d make a paper boat, And in the puddle on the road I’d watch it stay afloat. And when I thought that it would last, For it had seemed quite strong. My boat