Don’t you know my love?

I still dig my face in your chest at nights,

And lay warm in your embrace the same way I used to.

My hands around you,

Your breaths touching my hair and neck,

Your hands around my waist.

Yes, I cosset with you,

In my reverie.

At times, I feel to touch you,

Other times I don’t need to touch you at all,

You are in my space,

All in my head and heart,

darling.

-SHREYA