Each night when I rest my head on your shoulder
and drown in a state best known to me
I wander in lands never seen afore
I search for your eyes among the pools of laughter
that seem to come across from distant shores
where nights have turned into days and days into nights
where tiny feet run splashing across little poodles of love
and quench my thirst to stay closer to you
longing for your warmth I cross my arms
and my bosom heaves in tandem with your breathing…
This work by Pritpal Kaur is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 India License.
Based on a work at pritpalkaur.in.
