Sunday, March 5, 2017

The Line


I kissed on her cheeks,
At the sight of a giggle,
Closed my eyes in fear,
Oh god! No niggle,

She came a bit closer,
And tightened the hug,
I froze at that instant,
As if attacked by a bug,

A small desire in me,
Ignited that flood of passion,
Reminisces not to be found,
Lovers engulfed in such fashion,

The shining moonlit night,
Showered umpteen sighs,
Temperature of the hearts,
Swung between lows & highs,

The lone artist of the day,
She found herself in me,
The painting stitched forever,
Souls united in glee,

And I was still in awe,
Like a child, so pampered,
She kissed me again, but,
The line was never tampered.





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