l-o-v-e

Ritika Singh
Jul 1, 2022

a poem

Slip out of satin
Your hands on my hips
Tracing my stripes
Complementing the color of my eyes
Fingers tangled in my waves, you say
“Spell out love, from dusk till day”

We reach the high
Deep in your eyes all night long
Your hair starts glistening at the break of dawn
Damn the sun it brings end to this story
“Don’t forget me”, I whisper in your ear, “l-o-v-e”

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Ritika Singh

18. student. showcasing feelings, life, experiences in the form of art of writing.