Khushboo of My Life
A sense of euphoria grips me from head to toe.
When i think about the memories we share,
from those fun times to the most vulnerable moments.
My hands feel numb
eyes feel saggy
legs feel tired
the heart palpitates.
the breathe feels wheezy.
I just want to unravel the fabric stitched into highways
and tear away distance between us.
In my dreams you came and said
"Dilan i love you," but it's ephemeral.
With hard feelings i have to say, i never met you
but your presence surrounded me every moment that passed.
A puffed up ego is what i had until you came in my life and those frowns turned into smiles.
You being the typical biology student once said" It requires 64 muscles to frown but only 18 to smile, so why put yourself in so much trouble and hardwork."
I laughed at those words every time i read our chats.
The vibes we had were so pure, that you always made me feel secure.
The day will come soon,
when we will be together.
A fresh revelation of passion
a long hug and no distance to bother,
just you and me forever.
My love for you will never subside,
thank you,
for being the khushboo of my life.
Copyright © Prisha Shrivastava | Year Posted 2022
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