This Left Feels Right

Sometimes it feels am all alone. Sometimes its like not having her in my arms though I believe somewhere that I have her. Its like seeing her in front of me, misty, like the early morning fog. Its like loosing my faith in me when I know I can hold her in my arms but somewhere she disappears, only her essence is what I feel. The scent of her body still linger here n there. I don't try to fix myself I am not broken but things seem to be like that when I miss her. I am trying everything but everything still stays the same. I follow her voice, I search for her, she takes me to nowhere.

Come to me once, I'll make sure to never let you go. I want to touch you. I want to feel your warmth, I want to feel your hair touch my face. I want to feel the stretch on your lips when I kiss you. I want to feel your heart beat when I make you mine. I want you to listen to my heart that beats for you. Feel you when I run my fingers through your hair, the way you will pull me near. Taste your lips, feel your fingers all over me.

That which I have left, is that right or what is right now is what I left behind? Will it be the same....
These words are abstract, but I never want whatever happened that I left to be right now.

Real World Fantasies

When the weary winds kiss the sand dunes, she leaves her trace on the sand. Like the rattle on its tail I hear her ornaments jingle, carried by the north east wind. Her kohl lined eyes have charmed me, poisoning me with her divine kiss that takes the sting deep down my veins. It takes me back to my memory lanes where I feel I’ve felt her-the smooth skin where my hands try to feel her all, the way her hair makes its way for my fingers, the blood lines that persists on her back, her essence, her fragrance, her clothes which are still on the floor, her lips with the heavenly nectar, the taste that lingers in my mouth, making me hungry for more. The shake of the rhythm, the music to her moves makes me follow her. I hear in the dunes amidst the silence broken by the winds, her voice saying “Follow me”. And I tell you this, this is just a dream. No rewards shall follow you for the wastage of your time.