Half glass of water
That you left
I have kept it like that
Till date
I knew that glass of water
Couldn't quench your thirst
For I am your thirst
And that was quite obvious
From your eyes
The way it used to linger
Caressing my flesh
The coy boyish smile
Reflecting your sublime yet intense desires
You are drunk with my thoughts
How will a glass of water
Extinguish your pyre
So the glass will remain half
Till you decide
To be charred in my inferno.
©LR
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