I lie in bed and reach out to the other side,
And my capricious heart skips a beat ...
As I look for your creases on the empty sheet,
Hoping that your shape will fill my void ...
I can feel 'us' to my very core,
My fingers running through your hair ...
Your arms crushing the breath out of me ...
Your breath nuzzling my nape, your stubble tickling me ...
Our toes curled together, our hearts beating as one ...
This feeling of 'us' is so far away ...
And I wake up each morning, with the same thought ...
As I reach out to the other side of the empty bed ...
That 'we' had been but just a dream, that refuses to fade away ...
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Rohini Chandrasekhar
24-01-2012
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