A Complete Day of 'You'!

Mesmerized by a complete day of 'You'
I feel strange when you get up to leave

Pangs of Desire in my stomach
Hunger for your voice in my mind
for the comfort-full nap on your right arm and the pecks

here and there.

Missing you is a becoming a habit, O! so profound!
your fragrance houses my body, cologne too
and dreams of you spill over my everyday reality

I am loving you in a manner
unknown to my past, incomprehensible to the present mind.
perhaps, unknown to the oxford too!

May be, I am not close to being an archetypical lover
may be, I am beyond the cliche's
I am just getting lost in our makeshift world, the one so refined!