Soul's Desire Poem by Sourav Khatua

Feel the touch and feel the pain,
When heart pumps the red, feel the vein.
Red, that connects me and you
To the universe that exists in enigma,
When I sense you in my trances
I glide over your coarsed aroma.
Days were there when your waist,
Held my fingermarks firm and tight
Holding you close to feel your breathe,
To sense your touch was all delight
Time spared me like a hostile being that
Moments we shared, space we acquaried
Together, now all remained quite.
Sometime it hurts imaginging you
Not being around with me
I console myself, everything happens for a cause
Then I extent my smile with an inner glee.