Misfortune it is of mine that met you a finger breath away,
Felt your breath in my arms, yet you still were a finger breath away.
Lingering is your scent in my heart, yet you were a finger breadth away,
Reaching out to you, you ran away, when you were a finger breadth away.
Promises a galore you took from me, yet you were a finger breadth away,
Promised to be with me, teasing me you were at a finger breadth away.
Heady was my mind with your stay yet you were a finger breadth away,
Catch you I wanted to, but escape you did at a finger breadth away.
Now, waiting for you with closed eyes, for you are a finger breadth away,
Feel you I shall with open mind ever when you are a finger breadth away.
Lingering you shall melt within me, not any finger breadth away.
- Dr. Hira