a book. Caressing your hair as I turn your pages while reading you on my lap. Sometimes I leave you fluttering on the bedside. Other times you faintly wait for me on the living room divan. Mostly I find you in the balcony-sitting, off guard. And hold you like a shield against the first monsoon shower. Hastily written, sleepily posted. Excuse the blunders. Still awake? Here's a collab prompt for the night. #holdyoulike #latenightquotes #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba