Intimacy untold
I love how your hand make their way and stops at every freckle and mole,
Like they never go unnoticed just like your selfless soul.
I love how you write your name on my bare back,
Like do you even know how your sincerity gives me a heart attack.
I love how you stop and trace my every scar and cuts,
Like it's your own way to mend and change them into the glory of my guts.
I love how you embrace me so softly in your arms,
Like I am not the only one feeling serenity in your charms.
I love how instinctively you dissolve my furrowed brows,
Like it's a secret vow and a thing that your heart allows.
I love how you kiss my worries goodbye,
Like my very own shooter hitting bullseye.
I love how you hold my hand in a crowded day,
Like you sense my anxiety miles away.
I love how the sunlight hits your face and makes my heart glow,
Like it's the only energy in me which seems to grow.
I love how you see me like it's our very first meet,
Like since a very long you've been saving me the seat.
I love how your single touch bolt my body in flames,
Like we are the clouds colliding to the shame.
I love how you pour your heart out so innocently,
Like for you, it's a forever kind of intimacy.
Copyright © Shraddha Tripathi | Year Posted 2025
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