My Illusions
- Mast Culture

- Oct 9
- 1 min read
By Sakshi Jain
My illusions can still recognise him with his scent
Just with one fleeting thought I can still feel his presence
My sight still finds his pleasant reach
My ears still play it on a loop saying I love you blue!
My scruff still holds back the necklace he gifted
The heart still beats faster at his glance
The stomach craves butterflies by a mere thought of him
Hands are waiting eagerly, hoping to be held again
My feet wants to run with him through the fields of green
I want to snooze on his shoulders along the river and serene
Those beautiful eyes, his charming smile and wow fragrance
They keep me alive with every moment spent!
By Sakshi Jain



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