Poetry

If it were poetry
That could make you fall
In love
I would write volumes
Of you
And me.
Just us
And our pretty world.

If I could

Only if I could see you now
Touch you
Hold your arms
Hug you
And then caress your cheeks
If I could run my fingers through your hair
And give a soft blow over your eyes
I would kiss them
And your cheeks
And your lips
I will clutch your hand
With mine
Till they disappear in each other
And I will love you
Till we disappear in each other

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I wake up sometimes
In the middle of a dream
I need not it
Its just a shadow
Your touch of an inch
A little whisper
Sound of your breath
And pillow of an arm
Make me believe
That life is true
And much beautiful
For you are there

Presence

When you will be busy
With your work everyday
Keeping up the schedule
And staring at your laptop

Forgetting about the flower
Blossoming around the corner of  your table
And steaming cup of coffee
Getting cold like a fading memory

Those such times
Remember I will be there
Sitting silently near you
Listening to your presence