Love Is - Poem by Khairul Ahsan
Love is, listening to her heartbeats,
Imagining her assurances with every beat.
Love is, touching her like the softest feather,
Going to sleep touching together.
Love is, past midnight doing pillow talks,
stretching them till the morning walk.
Love is, to awaken her with a gentle touch,
To kindle her desires before making love.
Love is, to smile while watching her asleep,
Seeing her innocence running deep.
Love is, pulling the window curtains aside,
Just to moonlight her face at the dead of night.
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