SILENT AND STARVING

There are dreams, where passion dares to roam,
A yearning heart, enchanted, seeks its home.
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair,
Each aspect of you, beyond compare.

Silent and starving, I roam the streets,
For bread alone, my soul can't meet.
Dawn's gentle light disrupts my quest,
All day I chase the rhythm of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh's sweet embrace,
A melody of joy, a glimpse of grace.
Your hands, the hue of savage harvest's gleam,
With every touch, a symphony they seem.

I long for the pale stones of your nails,
A work of art, where passion prevails.
I yearn to taste your skin, a whole almond divine,
A feast of senses, a love so fine.

And like a sunbeam flaring in the sky,
Your body's grace, it makes me sigh.
I wish to bask in your ethereal light,
Enraptured by your soul, so pure and bright.

For you are the dawn, the dusk, and every hue,
In every fiber of my being, I feel you.
A tapestry of love, we intertwine,
Forever bound, our hearts align.

In every moment, you're my eternal muse,
A love so deep, it can't be confused.
So let me savor you, like the finest wine,
For in your presence, life's joys align.

Together we'll dance, like stars above,
Embracing fiercely, this boundless love.
In each other's arms, we'll find our way,
Forever entwined, come what may.

Imran Nazeer
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