My eyes, looks at him continuously.
My mind, thinks about him undoubtedly.
My lips, forms to speak his name.
My smile, The reason is he...
His hair, I like to play with it
His hug, best remedy to be stress free.
His kisses, fire on a cold winter's day.
His touch, makes me shy with smile of love...
His eyes, favorite place to get lost inside.
His hands, holds me tight in his 'shrusti'.
His personality, fits mine perfectly
His name, my Dream boy..
My only wish,
To be his forever.
My only desire,
To achieve his last name...
*shrusti = world
©Drashi P. Shah
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Drashi. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks