...

3 views

The Love Juice
#WritcoPoemPrompt104

When are my musings about you going to come to an end? When will my longing for you be fulfilled? You have no idea how much this bothers me. Share your thoughts by composing a poem about it.

At a heavy wind cuddling,
does remember how warm you cuddled,
No matter they crawl over my skin,
Not just to feel me,
But me being your belonging,
And beloved.

When I'm lonely enough,
I still think you childish tone,
with you act like my cat.

Your hands over my stomach,
The point of peace,
where I see none but,
your presence in my life.


© Swaroopa Naik