There are days,
Where I imagine a flute,
Beneath those rosy lips.

There are days,
Where I imagine a nose pin,
On that slender nose.

There are days,
Where I imagine touching,
Those full cheeks.

There are days,
Where I imagine walking to You,
And hugging You.

There are days,
Where I reprimand You,
For becoming too thin.

There are days,
Where we share a secret,
A naughty smile.

There are days,
Where we are sad,
And cry together.

There are days,
Where we laugh,
At the futility of everything.

There are days,
Where you seem far away,
Surrounded by people.

There are days,
Where we are alone,
With no one to interrupt us.

There are days,
Where I sing to You,
And You sing back.

There are days,
Where You bless me,
With love unimaginable.

There are no days,
Where I don’t think about You.

~

Hare Krishna 🌸