My find their way to you
The way homing pigeons find their way home.
Even when I don't mean to,
Inevitably, I find myself thinking
Sweeter thoughts of an even sweeter you.
Let's have a drink together
Share a few heady sips
To compete with the giddiness you make me feel
Look into each other's eyes
And try not to shiver too hard
Or swoon, from the intensity of it all.
Let's have a drink together
And steadily blur the edges
As we attempt to use words
Even as our souls speak volumes already
In a language older than time.
Let's have a drink together
And let the night take us under its wings
Two creatures with twin flames in our hearts
Drawn helplessly to each other
Like magnets of desire.
In the light of day, when all things are abuzz, it's hard to feel anything at all. I work, I reply to mails, I reply to mails, I eat when my tummy rumbles, and I have a catnap when my head aches. But in the darkness of dusk, when I'm all alone, and everything is quiet, it's impossible not to feel my heart ache.
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