Layers of Longing

My beating heart is a druma thunderous rhythmreciting an epistle of my grief.A concoction of     togetherness & separation. There are layers of longing;   of being seen   and seeing   of a single touch   and being touched   of love   and being loved. I swallow nights in counting kisses-and envelope the remnants,sitting as wildflowers on my waist. A site… Continue reading Layers of Longing

His Absence 

I confabulate with you in my thoughts  I hug you and kiss you in my dreams  I canoodle with your rosy essence on my bare bed  And suddenly, the agony of my heart evaporates  Oh darling! You are incredibly beautiful  Such that even your absence feels heaven  -SHREYA