Your kiss was so real in my dream it felt raw and nicotine a bit of honey and a bit of smoke altogether as a perfect blend of milk and caffeine yet it remained unfinished you know like half sunset view half-moon night undone. and maybe uneaten pizza slices or refused macaroons. -SHREYA

When I Miss You

And when I miss you  I look at the moon  Mesmerizing it gets,  Staring at me with the same ardor  And reminds me of your love  The amorous gaze of your eyes at me  Perlustrating my reminiscence for you  I feel captivated, intoxicated  With its lovesome expression  Enchanting and beloved  -SHREYA