I want to ask you out
and eat panipuri at roadside shop.
I want to click your picture
and save it as wallpaper in my desktop.
I want to hold your hand
when you walk down the street.
I want to feel jealous
when your earrings kiss your cheeks.
I want to gaze at you
when sunlight play with your hair.
I want to look into your eyes
and dance under the sky.
I want to cook together
and watch Netflix every friday night.
I want to hug you tight
when you feel like fight.
I want to make love to you
when the moon shine.
I want to hold your face
and kiss your lips when sun rise.
YOU ARE READING
The Girl from my Dreams
PoetryDear J. You're more than the moon and the stars. You're fierce, untouched forest concealing a path to the mystery palace which I intend to walk. -Rishabh.