The Obsessive Writing Challenge – Week 1
Dear Mr. Mistry
We do, don’t we
Have a history
As we unravelled the mystery
Of our chemistry
We transcended connections of souls
Now, our bodies recognize each other
O’er Rum at times
O’er gin, we sinned
Dear Mr. Mistry
We watch docks anchored to the port
From a safe distance
Glued to each other,
As I run my fingers through your curls
You trace the way down my spine
To the soft glow of the twilight
Hitting our faces
Radiating heat from
You to me
And me to you
Dear Mr. Mistry
I, an unfaithful wife
Yearn for your touch
Rather than his,
To whom I am bound a lifetime
He’s brash,
At times rash.
But you sir, your hold
So delicate,
As a seamstress handles satin,
But sir, the world says we are a sin.
Dear Mr. Mistry,
You aren’t aware of this
Cardinal sin
I, a woman of another
Lust for your touch on my skin
You are a party now
And I am too
But dear Mr. Mistry,
Seems now that I am in love with you.
I love this so much! Its really incredible 🙂
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