I think of you everytime

My lips bleed

My skin yearns for yours

Desires, dying to be freed

Every inch of my skin

Carrying your scars

Is a holy Grail made

By your fingernails

This neck craves for your bite

My cave thirsts for your light

The sweat reminds me

Of our might

The bed devoid of your perfume

Should explain you of my plight

36 thoughts on “Us.

            1. It was savage because I just roasted you about having a rough skin (because you said you had so many scars and that your skin bled)๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜›
              It was innocent because I just blurted out a joke under a sad poem and I had no intention to offend you.๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜”
              Goodness! Kya hoga re tumhaara๐Ÿ˜’, Pingu ji๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

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