I am the 'nritya',u r my sangeet
Touch my hair like u do to a violin.
Your long fingers in my thick hair,
making them more sensitive to be heard
my body is like a sitar,
Play the right cord,
and I will be all yours.
My eyes long to be touched,
my body aches for this unison,
I want to dance on your beats,
MAke me wild and than see my dance.
My footsteps on your lap.
my passion is not to be ignored.
Its sensitivity that makes me
Touch me the way I can melt,
Make a way where I can go for a stroll.
Reintroduce me to myself
Touch my neck
It is wide
Same is my soul
Meet me where nobody can
Break the path and reach within,
Into the depths where everything falls.
The space would be space,
and yet it will be filled.