I Am Dying For You

I long for you. I severely long for you. Your kiss is so little But pain of not kissing your lips is so long And tormenting. I am dying. Dying for your presence. Why won't I? Your cherry lips turn me thirsty, Your sweet bite turns me wild, Your craving eyes turn me hungry. I see them in my dream I see them in my wakefulness You know, I am thirsty. Always thirty. Painfully thirsty. I die for sweetness of your lips, Softness of your skin, Succulence of your buttery soft fruits, Fragrance of your golden valley, Wilderness of your unending river. Tell me Why you stay away from me? Can't you be with me? Always? Everywhere? Or can't you just merge with me So that I don't have to look for you? Or can't you be air of my breath So that I inhale your fragrance Always, everywhere? I don't know If you would understand How painful it is to be without you. But If you do, Please come. Come now. I am dying for you. © Arun Maji