LOVE, POEMS, Poetry, prose, quotes

Kiss

Posted by Jyoti Vishwakarma on

Just like the morning sun through our window,

As they pass each high and lows liberating each cell towards the end.

Your fingers move and play tricks on my mind,

You spread all over my skin, leaving a trail to linger past the dawn.

Published by Jyoti Vishwakarma

I write everything that touches my heart. "Dream to inspire the world with my words someday." I am an oxymoron, somedays, sun can be moon and moon can be sun for me. I do what I love and I love what I do.

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