MERI SHALINI sounds homespun but I have given you my everything. Yes, I have. I am listening to an old Spanish song and you are just like that song. I am lost, drowning, floating in this song and trying to understand. This song hits me instantly, reminds me of having those tipsy evenings with you that I want to live with you every day. This crowd I just want, DRUNKEN NIGHT, YOU AND I only. Don't you like it?
Okay, let's get a little homier. You sleeping on my lap, I am reciting poetry from my book under the warmth of my favorite silky blanket in a dark room decorated with candles and your fragrance while playing with your hairs, warming your cold cheeks through my palm and breathing softly in your hairs.
Notice where I become unmelodious- know when I turn soul-stirring. Hear me complimenting you gingerly- just know that I am still drifting into the same old Spanish song and if somewhere, I become fierce with my words, don't put finger on my lips, just know that it's you, just you. You are as beautiful as imagine you in my eyes, You are light of that dark-room. You are the softness of the Moon that is staring at us from that half-opened window.
let this poetry going on like this. I will leave every word of my poetry floating on our bed. Don't leave those words shattered on our bed in the same way I'd leave. Pick them up and l fill them inside me by kissing on my forehead. Don't let me go then.
If you doubt my scattered poetry. Hold me tight, come so close to me where you can hear only my breathe. you will know that every bead on my breath recites your name.
YOU ARE MY IMAGINARY GIRL. I NAMED YOU Shalini. MERI Shalini.
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#authormehra #lines #manishmehra #authormanish #romantic #3amthoughts
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