I Am Dying For You Poem by Arun Maji

I long for you.
I severely long for you.
Your kiss is so little
But pain of not kissing your lips is so long
And tormenting.
I am dying. Dying for your presence.

Why won't I?
Your cherry lips turn me thirsty,
Your sweet bite turns me wild,
Your craving eyes turn me hungry.
I see them in my dream
I see them in my wakefulness

You know, I am thirsty.
Always thirty. Painfully thirsty.
I die for sweetness of your lips,
Softness of your skin,
Succulence of your buttery soft fruits,
Fragrance of your golden valley,
Wilderness of your unending river.

Tell me
Why you stay away from me?
Can't you be with me?
Always? Everywhere?
Or can't you just merge with me
So that I don't have to look for you?
Or can't you be air of my breath
So that I inhale your fragrance
Always, everywhere?

I don't know
If you would understand
How painful it is to be without you.
But If you do,
Please come. Come now.
I am dying for you.

© Arun Maji