Deep Desire

’twas the desire

that woke me

but

’tis still way too early

I turn to him

lying beside

curved to my contours

his squiggly snores

come from deep sleep

I shut my eyes

willing

to sleep again

but the longing

is too intense

the urge undeniable

I roll off the bed

in dark silence

and tip toe out

sitting on the

kitchen stool

minutes later

I shut my eyes

in ecstasy

drinking in

the aroma

of freshly brewed

coffee

that I so desired

Elizabeth Kuriakose

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About Elizabeth Kuriakose

A hectic career as a banker and looking after family kept me busy for ages. Quit my job to look after family. Once the children were old enough to take care of themselves, I discovered my love for writing in late 2014. Words in poetry or prose have been my constant companion thence on.

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