Published October 11, 2014 by Shreya Rajvanshi

I’m not afraid of you,
I’m only scared of
The volumes your deep, brown eyes speak,
The smooth lines that are etched
On that forehead of yours,
The way your thick, black eyebrows
Change patterns so often,
Those luscious lips, which curve
With perfection and silence.
I’m only scared of
How I drown myself into those
Tender eyes,
How I want to rub those smooth
Lines away from your forehead,
How I want to gently touch
Your delicate eyebrows,
And how I am dying to make love
To your red lips.
I’m scared.
Really scared.

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