Every waking minute,
I spend on him...
The memories of
The sparkle in his eyes,
The curve of his nose
The smile upon his mouth
The wetness of his tongue
The roughness of his chin
The gentleness of his ears,
The perfection of his chest

I can still remember,
Our first real kiss
The way our tongues met
Making love in the dark
The way our lips
Pressed together

The scent of his hair
When my lips,
Brushed against the
Nape of his neck

How our hips,
Glued together
How we rode in on each other
Like a pure wave
The way our bodies,
Pressed together,
Having a conversation of their own

The sound of
Our muffled moans
That escaped our lips

The way every kiss,
Meant something,
How everyone
Would fade away,
When we were together...

The way his shirt,
Pressed against his chest,
Smelt when I’d listen to his heartbeat

The way our fingers
Would find each other in a crowd
The smile in our eyes
When we’d stare at each other
The way we’d share something
As if it were nothing

The way our last
Kiss of the night
Would last forever
The way we felt
Our love,
Would never end

I still remember everything
As if it were just scenes
From a book,
I’ve read too many times... 

December 25, 2005 

Poems published December 25, 2005   
A Hundred Years Hence by Kumud Biswas
Blunders by Avijit Mukherjee 
Merry Christmas by Jayati Gupta 
Universe by Ranu Uniyal 
Untitled Love by Jess
Wheel of Life by Ratish Pandya 
Wife and Husband by Aparna Chatterjee  
 

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