My Hearts Voice Poem by nitin chauhan

Your eyes are not as good as
dear which can bewitch mortals,
but still I found lots of fascination in it.

I like the way you walk
I like the way you talk

I want to dwell in your smell.

I like your presence,
And I really feel miserable in your absence.

I know that you check out me surreptitiously
So I want to make you sit in my lap oppositely
So that we could see each other effectively.

Come in my world of Imagination
And believe me you will get enough satiation
To obliterate all your exasperation.