Eternally

Pitter patter are the sounds 

Hear the thunder crashing down

All the sounds seem so tiny and insignificant compared to the sounds beating from within my heart

It’s stormy, and what I want to feel is my husband lying next to me 

I want to hear his heart beating in his chest

I want to listen to the rumble of his snoring next to me

I want to hear him murmuring in my ear. Baby is only just a tease

I want to feel his arms wrapped tightly around me countless times throughout the day 

I want to share our tea and coffee and talk about our day

I want to go for drives 

I want to go for walks 

I want to enjoy nature and explore the world

I want to write poems and sonnets and blog about things that matter to me

Starting with needing to feel his body next to me

Pitter patter are the sounds 

Feel my heart pounding out your name 

Tears fall, softy,

Need you next to me 

Umair, you are loved eternally 

Published by Forest of Words

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