Searching for your identity
At your side of unmade bed
Remnants of yearning still
In the nightly habit
For your touch and smell…
Left ambushed by sudden intrusion
The lofty side of life
Laughing at me
Louder and louder
Who decides…what is love??
A fleeting emotion
Of Physical confusion..?
The breezy waves touching the body
Engulfed as it is..
Nature touches a person..
Happy we are..
When love touches a soul..
Why it waffles like an
Do you know..What’s love..?
When you caress me with your touch
And insult me with your words..
Yes… I realize what’s love..
Love is what you check my shoes
For tell tale marks of going out without you..
Love is what you check my body…
For unseen marks of hidden pleasure..
Love is what you check my soul…
Again and again with your jaded intelligence…
Love is what you check my kids…
For a truthful DNA which is never in your genes..
Love is what when you check my eyes..
Expression less and highly committed..
Love is what when you check my phone calls…
For a faraway friend… treading on your dreams..
I, now know what love is…
Is it love… or a yearning for truth or trust..???
© Sai Padma IPR:// All Rights Reserved