It's picture perfect
It's all she'll ever want
The cold wind whips her face
She's wrapped up in your warmth
Skyscrapers pass by
Lit up trees-like clustered fireflies
Clean pavements, fancy cars, the sea
Her heart faster than the night breeze
She stirs against you
Rests her head on your chest
She's not done with her kisses yet
But her lips are begging for some rest
Rubs her face on your sweater
And mumbles something in whispers
You lower your face toward her
Anything to hear her better
You smile, you see she's sleepy
Hug her closer and kiss her hair
You tell her that you love her so
And then gently tuck her into bed
-A.Tulsiani
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this was awesome!
ReplyDelete"She's not done with her kisses yet
But her lips are begging for some rest"
this is a great piece of work