Oct 19, 2020
Wine is in your hands
I want to taste it from your lips
Though the magic has always been there
Drunken lips are other things to cheer
As I come closer to you
You swallow my soul through your mouth
As I wake up from the dreams
I recalled how close we were to each other
Under the sky as stars.
We are living in the digital world, covered in the autonomous aspects & tracked motions of life. Yet, somehow we are losing some critical elements. Keyboards, touchpads, & speech-to-text are there, but we believe that handwritten words on paper is still meaningful to some poets.
Author of Two Poetry Books. Domestic Violence Survivor, Sketcher, Dog Lover, Poet. www.gurpreetdhariwal.com/
