She catches a breath to gather some courage
Her lips go dry and are at loss of words
She cant tell him but wants him to know
She wants to go back but does not want to let him go
Together for years but not anymore
Her phone rings and reality hits, its her husband
He releases his grip around her waist, looks into her eyes, moist and red
Her lips, dry, yet pink; her face, sad, yet beautiful
He reaches out to her lips and she does too, just like they always did
She stops herself and so does he, they turn around and start walking
Wow Sonit didnt know you were such a good poet..!!!..Nice
ReplyDelete@ Dimple - Thanks, you must know your writing inspired me to write
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