Translate

Pages

Saturday, 19 October 2024

Thalassophile

 

It hurts to be away, away from you

Unbearable is the ache

Do you miss me too?


Do you miss me too?

Caressing my toes

With aqueous fingers, a tide or two


A tide or two

Weightless in your embrace

Enveloped in waters blue


Enveloped in waters blue

A feeling complete

My love, you knew


My love, you knew 

I feel a physical pain

When away, you drew


When away, you drew

Drawing the sand, underneath my feet

Even the shells were dragged through


Even the shells were dragged through.

Come back my love,

For my love is true.


Niharika Prasad




No comments:

Post a Comment