Restless mind
and empty bed
Wandering eye
but scrupulous head
Your lips untouched
and skin not felt
I ache and long
my hand’s been dealt
Questions and doubts
I am unseen
Forgotten, dust gathers
there’s nowhere to lean
Duties fulfilled
devotion well planned
The craving inside
we misunderstand
Through different eyes
in separate spheres
Affinity without intimacy
poignantly disappears
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