Silver Thaw

The nip in the air was refreshingly charming, 
you in your blue overall denim,
and I wearing my yellow cardigan,
walking in the embrace of nature
lost in each other’s words

Now a year has gone by,
the nip in the air is piercingly arrogant,
and the silence in the nature is eerily frightening,
perhaps the love has drifted
in the thin air of confusion,
morphing into an enigmatic sliver thaw

By, Shantanu Baruah

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