Special Day
I keep missing you every moment
When I am not with you,
As much as a bird would miss the sky
I keep observing you innocently
When you play with your hair
with merry feelings, my heart does fly
I keep looking at you all night
When you are not watching
Unobserved, I am stealing into your heart.
I brood over the touch of your fingers
When you hold onto my arm
With a hope that, you'd never leave me apart
I capture the perfume of your breath
When you rest on my shoulders
With a smile, I snuggle you in everyway
I keep thinking of you every night
that makes my night special
With you, everyday spent is a special day
- Harshal

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