I do not like these mornings,
When I wake up dreaming about you
It leaves me with an emptiness,
And I don’t know what to do…
Instantaneously I want to reach out
And ask if you’re doing fine
Sanity then comes knocking,
It isn’t in my line…
The warmth of the visions,
Lingers on and on
The taste of us together
Leaves me totally withdrawn
The vividness of the scenes,
Never then, loses my psyche
Hither thither I move,
Trying to settle the spike…
Baffled I am – for why you come to me
Angry I feel – on my stupidity
These are just dreams
No relevance they should have
Then why do I still feel the tingling
Of where you held my hand…!
Nothing which I can do, than to do what I do,
Suppress the storm in me, and handle what’s in view…
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