My eyes – full of stars as you gaze at me. Fireworks of heartbeat, I feel with too much glee.
You kiss my forehead –
I wanna die with you on my bed. But tell me first what is left unsaid.
You hold my hands as if I am water that is flowing out from you. Unknowingly, you are for me the ocean which is so blue.
You kiss my lips as if two bridges are being reconnected for a long time.
You touch my body. You and me – the kind of world war three.
Someone gets to surrender. And someone emerges as a winner.
The story of my body. You have written it with too much memory.