Lieng in the dark thinking jigsaw
The swirling winding road beckoning me
It leads to some where, actually, no where except to you.
Can we remain awake tonight?
Can I just put my head on your bosom?
For the night sake can you just leave your husband?
Can you rub the norms off elders dictate?
The darkness laughs & silence join in.
I know we are together again counting stars.
presence keeping me on thine
lips as cloud shadow full moon
Title is metamorphic expressing the feeling of “miss you…” in a different light.
Can you just remain back for few more minutes
Can I drink the nectar few more drops from your lips
Stay…please stay…I beg you…
I do not want the scent of incense stick to-evening
To enthrall my woken senses…I want yours…
The softness that the moon spread over the monsoon sky
I also denying that to have the softness of your skin, breaths…
Remain…stay on me…be my querencia…