I wrote so many poems
And LOVE quotes
Thinking of YOU on a
Virtual paper of laptop

What should have happened was
I should be writing
The same poems and quotes
On your bare skin
Behind your shoulder
In those cold nights
And under the candle light

I never wanted anyone
To read my poems except YOU
I do not want to store them
Anywhere, except
In between your chest and shoulder
Within the inner layers of
Your gentle heart - forever!

Instead what happened
That nor my fingers reached
Your skin of your back
Nor I touched your breast
Your heart palpitated inside
Waiting for my touch
And I kept on writing
Poems on the virtual
Paper of the laptop