धड़कनें तेज़, जिस्मों की प्यास,
रूह में सिमटा गहरा एहसास।
लबों की छुअन, सांसों का शोर,
खींचे हमें एक अनकही डोर।
रात की बाहों में खो जाएं हम,
मिट जाए फासला, थम जाए दम
My fingers trace the lightning of your spine,
To feel the place where your pulse meets with mine.
The world outside is faded, thin, and far,
Lost in the heat of exactly where we are.
I want the raw, unscripted geography of you
the arch of your back, the tension in the cord,
the way you surrender and demand all at once
until the air in the room is a whetted sword,
cutting through everything but the touch...