Niharika

She whispers

Breezy words

Like fragrant flowers

Moving her fingers

Through my hair

Holding me

In her soft embrace

Lights up

My days, my nights

I scan her wrists

Write my name

In her palm

And wonder

Is she is real

Or my imagination

Running wild?

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