On a moment’s notice, even without knowing who you
are,
I became enamored by you.
Now I fail to realize what I’ve become…
I fancy listening to your voice. It is like a
gentle touch that sends chills through my entire body.
A touch of unspoken words and facts that are yet
to be spoken.
At times, I’m forced to render your lips
motionless from uttering anything; by pressing my lips against yours. Now I can
feel your unspoken words, stealthily finding an escape route to my heart,
drenching my entire body with your voice.
Though my eyes have become a stranger to your
physical existence, I sigh no regrets but my heart aches and my eyes fill up
every time, I fail to listen to your conjuring words…..
All I mumble against the pounding of my heart – “I
miss your presence”
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