Longing for the Night
Thinking
about you made me chill.
Waiting to meet you was a thrill.Seeing you for the first time
was a pleasure.
Hugging you tightly was so divine.
Sitting beside you was a dream
come true.
Holding your cheeks was the beginning of romance.
Looking into your eyes was
seduction at its peak.
Locking your lips was a welcome drink.
Sliding into bed was erotic to
the core.
Switching off the light was the beginning of the eve.
As darkness filled the room,
hands were longing
for us to touch each other with a sense of belonging.
As the night passed,
The moon was the boon
that witnessed our honeymoon.
While we were covered in our
blankets,
resting on each other's shoulders,
the warmth was getting transferred —
asking for it all over again, again, and again.
M.L. Narendra Kumar
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