Under The Blue Moon...

She got bath,
She was fresh
She smells good…
In the middle of the night…
She woke me up and took me up to the roof….in a cold winter…
Sky was clear…and there was half moon looking down to us…
Holding her hand makes me feel I was on top of the world…
Playing with her wet hair feels I’m flying like the bird…
Looking at her eyes I forget all my trouble and sorrow…
Her lips,
Her kisses,
Her touch,
Her smile,
Give me reason of being here…and
Keeps me going…

Rang alarm clock…
I open my eyes…
It was 6:30; I am again late for my yoga class…
I have to go now…
Bye.
Gaurav Dhwaj Khadka
www.gaurav.com.np