Intoxicated in warmth.

Poetry a cluster of houses lit in gold nestled within snowy mountains in the night sky

My eyes look for intimacy
a yearning for a soft touch
an answer to my eyes’ imploring gaze
searching for the warmth
like a window lit in gold
against the night
curtains fluttering
..calling me
calling me..
towards an undying hearth
where I can be
intoxicated in warmth.


Published by Rafia Bilkis

Someone just like you— living the living. My heart a portal of Words.

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