Not a moment goes untouched
And drenches me 
Thoughts decadent

Yes, in those slumber hours too
Sin fills me up 

As I chuckle in sleep
Your phantom face inside
Stirs me up, 

As I long for a devil's hug
And a vamp’s kiss

You pull me close
To deliver it inches deep

p.s: watching you, watch me ... is a different brand of high... 

Copyright © Neerja Yadav

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