Opium

Your Love is like opium
Makes me feel hollow
Craving for your touch every minute
My skin,
Has started drawing your hands
I can feel your fingers
Long and firm
Holding my neck
As I take a deep breath
Poisoning my soul...

I cough
So that I don't choke
Filing my throat
The dense air...

Invisible marks on my body
Burns like glowing embers
I rub it against the wall

To douse the fire

The longing too harsh
The wait, too long...

My back is sore
My soul is heavy
I pray for a tryst...
Even if just in dreams
Defeated, I smile,
Hallucinating, drugged...

~Saba