Inside My Mind

I stare at your doe eyes;

Just picturing their focus on my skin,

sends shivers down my spine.

My focus trails down to your lips;

How effortlessly they smile,

Unaware and untouched by pain.

My fingertips brush over yours;

Yearning to be touched,

Craving to be held.

I watch your hair fall over your eyes;

Breaking my daze,

as I fantasize about my hands tangled in those loose strands,

Pushing them away as I ask them,

to let me get lost in your captativation once again.

But you’ll never know your effect;

It’s my dirty little secret.

Author: Anubhi Srivatsava

Editor: Diya Chakraborty

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