’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
Nice poem showcasing the intensity and freedom of desires!
Thanks aashi.
Suspense and mystery are well maintained .The reader is taken by surprise by the twist at the end.
Thanks Vijay.Glad you liked the twist!