whn u r in deep sleep

whn u r in deep sleep
come to me nd sleep in my chest
my lips on ur closed eyes
my lips making u sleep
my love
I am standing still cause u r sleeping on ur bed…
in different parts of ds globe..u r in different globe…
but am seeing u in calm..i
magine my love in every waves of ur breathing …
So as  i am weeping
imagine u my love
nd..u got up to see me ever breaking ur sleep?
whn i hold ur face in my invisible hand...ur moist emotion makes me cry
nd u also moist nd hide ur face in my palm
my fingers make painting on ur eye brow
nd u close ur eyes...while my fingers stop on ur eyelids...
nd u close ur eyes...while my fingers stop on ur eyelids...
but u slowly open d eye...d killer eyes ...
ask me start making gentle love...
my fingers like brush tip making ur painting
while u stand still..yet keep d thunder inside..with all ...
my brush got wet in ur weeping comes out from ur pleasure feeling...
nd u sa no...nd no...cuase d brush is roaming...all
my fingers on ur nose tip...getting warmth...
nd u again nd again sa no...nd no...cause d brush is roaming...all
nd d brush tip stop on d lips to lock...
nd u speechless with words bubble inside
am feeling divine pain in vain
my fingers while stop to  make ur lips locked
nd u spechless with words bubble inside
ma feeing nailed at back...
d sharp pain..making me mad
to shout in pleasured cry...
my fingere when making painting i pleased to be mad
my brush roam in all waves..nd make d thunder in ur heart
nd u started telling u na u na...but cant stop d thunder to calm
i hold u firm...
nd u pasted in my chest
rubbing ur head nd kissed my nipples with deepth
nd...u hide ur face in dt invisible hand
nd u stop trying to take u back...
my brush still making making  lips dt r painted in pink nd making d eye brow like  prominent bow...
nd while it touches d neck...u raised like swan... d little soft hair at back of neck...my brush smells d rose
my brush ar back d neck...make sense...
making ur eyes red...
d pink lips feel like warmth of little fever
little open  nd with divine fear...to get locked...
to get u feeling of little fever
d pink getting darker in locked...while blood flows...
nd u wish to loose d key nd wish to be long locked...
nd u r getting locked while thrown d key...
holding u firm ur eyes got moist...
am nailed in sharp pain...nd smelling d hair..at back of ur neck...
my brush went to see d infinite depth of being with u...
locked
nd whn u raise d neck like swan...seeing d beauty...
taking u within my hand seeing deep...nd...
my brush on d round shape of shoulder stop...
nd...
my sense crafting my love