Imagine one night alone,
In a bed which i would
no longer call my own !
All i would be able to feel
Is your body intertwined with mine ,
With nothing but these satin sheets
To harbour our soft pressed skin.
You'll rest your head,on my favorite pillow,
My face will be buried in your flower scented neck !
With every touch,ill move in close,
With every kiss our heart will beat faster !
My fingers would travel through the depths of your hair,as you allow my lips to graze every inch of your skin.
It will be perfection nonetheless.
And if perfection exist, this could have been incredibly true.
But as i lie on this empty bed and tend to this starving heart,
I can only wish to be here with you❤
- Ankana bhattacharjee
