Sometimes late at night
When the moon shines through my window
The candles are lit
and the music is soothing.
On these nights
I feel you there
Here in this room
with me always.
As I lay in bed
I begin to get drowsy
I turn to my side
and feel you holding me tight.
Sometimes late at night
I can feel your breath
whispering into my ear
and the warmth of your hand; it feels so real.
I gaze outside my window again
and remember a night just like this
when you took me into your arms
and we had our first kiss.
How I long for those nights
again and again
to feel you holding me
all through the night.
2 comments:
hey, why don't you update anymore?
Gurfateh Panji,
I was going through the GNE blogspot and comments and saw your comment on it. I love your website and all the poems, especially because for the longest time I thought I was a weirdo for putting up my writings or ramblings that people call poems onto the net, but apparently I am not so weird =) Keep up your writings, and I hope to see some new ones in the future.
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