Waiting for Her
Looking into her eyes was so nice —
I could feel her vibes.
Listening to her words was a
melody to my ears —
I could feel her kindness.
Holding her hands was warmth
in my heart —
I could feel her calmness.
Laughing with her was more
like rhyming —
I could feel we had the perfect timing.
The more I spent time with
her,
I felt we were made for each other.
Love is beautiful when we
are together,
But painful when we are far apart.
Waiting to see her eyes —
stars in the sky.
Waiting to listen to her words — musical melodies.
Waiting to hold her hands — like touch therapies.
Waiting to laugh with her — lighter moments than feathers.
There is pain in waiting
when I wait for others,
But there is joy in waiting when I wait for her.
M.L. Narendra Kumar
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