What Kind Of Chemistry? Poem by malini kadir

He stood by her four poster
She was asleep
Behind her closed eyelids
His presence woke her up
His longing glance
On her eyes,
Cheeks,
the nape of her neck.......
To quickly avert;
Was this chemistry?

She had yet to open her eyes
But could feel
His glance;
Almost as if his fingers
Traced a blazing path
Down,
down her passive form
She suppresses her desire
Rising.........
From arising
This blind awareness
Is this called strong chemistry?

He walks away;
Not wishing to disturb?
She sighs to turn on her pillow
To let her tears
Slip to drench
The moment had passed
What did she wish?
Her trembling jangled nerves
Were still shaking.....
Miles away from him
What kind of chemistry, is this awareness?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~malinikadir