Why i cant explain

You are the name I give

to the petrichor of the rain.

You are the name I give

to the metaphor of my pain.

You are the name I give

to the wind kissing my skin.

You are the name I give

to the karma of my sin.

You are the name I give

to the bed of roses, pink.

You are the name I give

to thorns pricking my skin.

You are the name I give

to the sunrays kissing my eyes.

You are the name I give

to the justification of my lies.

You are the name I give

to the chaos in my mind.

You are the name I give

to the peace I can't find.

You are the name I give

to sensations I don't contain.

You are the name I give

to the things I can't explain.

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